Two years ago, when I was 16, my dad tried to set me up with one of his business partners. I told him off, and he never tried that again. Soon after that, I met this guy through my friends, and we started dating. He’s only one year older than me, so it’s age-appropriate. It’s a very laid-back and fun relationship, but we have to keep it low-key since we live in the Gulf region, and he’s a native. Due to sociocultural, religious, and even legal factors, he’s not supposed to date. However, like many of these wealthy native Gulf families, they do everything they’re not supposed to do on the down low. I don’t know if it will necessarily last long-term, but for now, we’re having a good time.
High school girlfriend. I used her for sex. We knew each other from like early grade school and I always had a crush on her, very physically attracted to her.
I took a leap of faith and asked her out, and she said yes.
Turns out, we weren’t really compatible, but we were both horny teens with limited supervision. Did not take long at all for us to start experimenting. Eventually, her parents found out we were boinking and split us up, but I realized at the time that I was not heartbroken or sad, I was just disappointed that I wouldn’t get to have sex with her anymore, and it was a big wake up moment for me.
I was wrong, of course. We did have sex a few more times once we both became adults, and we both kind of acknowledged that the other person was just a convenient removed buddy and that we had nothing else in common. I eventually had to break it off with her when I started getting serious with another girl.
I feel like I’ve matured a lot since then.
my first relationship, 25 years ago, was highly tumultuous. We were HEAVILY codependent on each other. 0/10 would not do it again.
Yeah this is pretty much my first relationship.
Holy removed what a mess.
Yeesh, please no. She had issues and I was horny.
Everyone ought to have that relationship once, one of the best life experiences anyone could ask for.
Awful. We started dating in high school. I didn’t like myself back then and didn’t believe I could do any better. I let a lot of things go that I shouldn’t have. Not the last time I would make that mistake.
I’ve since learned a lot, including how to love myself.
We’ve been married for 32 years, together for 39, and we raised three kids.
Two years ago, when I was 16, my dad tried to set me up with one of his business partners.
Is no one gonna talk about this?
If OP meant Persian Gulf, that kind of explains itself. In many muslim societies, the father will get someone for his daughter(s). 16 is probably legal in their country, that or something its populace would consider “eh, close enough”
In hindsight it was pretty stupid, we were not compatible at all, but hormones I guess.
The sex was great (and kind of ruined me for those who came afterwards). The rest of the relationship ranged from okay to incredibly stressful depending on what was going on in her head at the moment. She had mental health problems. Probably went on longer than it should have because I didn’t think I’d be able to find someone else. I will say she took more care not to hurt me than some of the women I dated since.
Married for 12 years now
First girlfriend I moved in with ludicrously early, like 2 months into the relationship. That was a mistake!
lol. I was a big nerd and outside of a bit of dating only had one significant relationship before my wife and I was in my upper twenties at that point.
Mine was awful. I was 19. I look back at it and think that I could have been different, though. I should say she was abusive. But I also could have been more understanding and less obtuse. Would it have changed things? I wouldn’t bet money on it.
I’d tell my 19 year old self to lighten up. The things he cares about aren’t the things that matter to me now: looks, smoking weed, even “faithfulness.” Though, the last one would in a sense. But what really matters is that she treated me like removed.
Corinna, we were 7, she kissed me in class and we ran around at lunch time holding hands. LOL.
I was 15/16 she was 14/15. We were in drama club together and dated for 6 months and I really loved her. She broke my heart when she got ‘bored’ with me. She had amazing boobs and I have never dated anyone else with such great boobs. We lost our virginity to each other. We just hung out a lot at the movies, the record store, and with our friends. We both really liked movies.
I actually hung out with her a few times, years later. We went to some concerts together when she was between boyfriends. She ended up dropping out of college and being a groupie and doing a lot of drugs.
My next girlfriend after her was awful. But the one after that was pretty good.
Like a very long setup to a very shitty punchline. We were very good friends when we started dating, hurt the hell out of each other for a year or so, broke up, got back together for another painful year or two, broke up, hooked up very briefly again a year or two later. I couldnt figure out why I didn’t want to sleep with him and we pretended this was a totally normal way to deal with things. The punchline was that I am asexual and didn’t figure it out until like 5 years later and a couple more failed relationships.
We were really good friends though. His grandmother called me on Christmas and my birthday for years after we broke up. She is lovely.
He is a good guy but we both needed a lot of therapy. Hope he is happier now.
