Hello all. I am new here and this site has helped me alot as a
guest, viewing stories and what not. My story is a classic one,
but I need to vent, and I need the opinions and thoughts of those
who have shared my experience or something similar. This is my
story. Forgive me if the story is somewhat excentric.
About 3 and a half years ago, my best friend for many many years,
introduced me to a friend of his that lived out of province. I
guess they went to the same cabin as kids and were friends, and had not talked for a long time. One day he tells me, yea, she is
coming here to visit me and to hang out. So this girl comes, I
meet her, and we all go out and have fun it was a great time, and
then she goes back home. We started to talk alot online and a
little bit on the phone. One day I said, jokingly, got any
girlfriends that are single? Well it turns out, she was a little
ticked at her friend at the time for something and thought it
would be a good idea to give her JW friend my e-mail, as a joke.
Well as fate would have it, this woman actually decided to talk to
me. At first I was like, wow, this is weird, but whatever. As time
went on, we talked more, and more...and more....and more, and
eventually, you guessed it, fell in love! There were many
complications of course, we live about 320 miles apart, a good 5
hour drive, her being a JW, and me not being one, things such as
this.
So one time after about a year, I said to myself, I have to
go see this woman, I have to meet her and finally look into the
eyes of the woman I love. I was still in school at the time, but
it was a friday, so I skipped out of classes early, packed my
stuff into my old car, and headed down the road. The friend of my
best friend was kind enough to let me stay at her house for 2
nights, showing me gracious hospitality I much appreciated, since
it allowed me to meet the love of my life. I showed up friday
evening, I walked into the door, and there she was, the most
beautiful woman I had ever seen in my entire life. She walked over
and gave me the tightest, strongest, most meaningful hug I ever
had in my entire life, I still remember it like it was yesterday.
I stayed the weekend and we all went out, went for dinner, watched
movies, it was a good time, I was not in the best mood because of
family issues back home, so she and her friends did not get to see
the fun me, but I did not worry to much about it. I went back home
after the weekend and 2 weeks later she informed me that she could
not "do this" anymore. She could not keep me a secret from her
family, the elders, that what she was doing was wrong and it hurt
to much to be apart and the religious differences. I can't
describe that feeling, needless to say, I was feeling more hurt at
that moment, then ever before in my life.
About I think, 6 months later, I received an e-mail from her
saying she was sorry for everything that happened. She said she
still had feelings, that she never let me go, never forgot about
me. I honestly still felt just as strong about her as before, and
so, we started again. I did anything to talk to her or see her. I
payed $400 long distance phone bills on my cell because the joy of
talking to her brightened my day. I drove long distances for short
times just to see her, you will find this out soon in the story.
Anyways. We talked again for a long time and she started to
progress towards me studying, and I became interested. I started
to read the bible, and liked some of what I saw, but I had heard
about ideas of it being a "cult" and such. So nonetheless, I went
back to visit her again.
I borrowed my parents SUV and away I
went. I left Saturday, at 2:00 in the afternoon, and was there by
7:00. We went out for a few drinks, me and another friend of hers,
went and watched some movies, it was a good time and I was tired
from driving a long way, but just happy to be with her, to walk
down the street hand in hand. We stayed up until 3 AM and then I
went to sleep. I woke up at 8:00 in the morning, woke her up, and
we cuddled and talked of our love for another hour or a little
more, and I was off and running for the 5 hour trek back home.
Once again, about 2 weeks after, I was struck again with the "I
can't do this" it is to hard, you are not a witness, I need a
witness in my life. So if once is not bad enough, you would think
it would hurt less, but no, it hurt me more. So some time goes by
once again (sorry if my time lengths are wrong, I am bad with such
things) and she txts me one night when I am out after work, to
call her. So I call her and she tells me that she did something
horribly wrong. She went out with a couple of friends and had a
couple of drinks and they got to her faster then she thought and
started to flirt with one of her witness friends and he thought
she meant it, so on and so forth, big to do. Nonetheless, she
started crying and told me, I still have feelings for you, when I
was out with that guy, I pictured you, I saw you, I heard you.
When I was holding his hand, I just wanted it to be yours so bad.
I still love you. So me, of course, still loving this woman, we
started....AGAIN!
This time around was so much better, we were
older and out of high school now, and it just seemed so much more
real, that we had grown up, and things were happening for us. We
talked on the phone everyday or every other day. We could talk for
HOURS, and never have empty space in the conversation, we never
ran out of stuff to talk about, it was incredible. So quite a bit
of time goes by and we both really want to see each other, so I
promised I would make it happen. One weekend, I got my chance, no
plans, had the money to spare, so filled the car up with gas and
away I went. I think this time really showed my dedication. I left saturday morning at 7:45 AM, I was there by 1 PM, I picked her up from work, and we went to the mall, to supper, to the movies, we cruised around a bit, it was a good time and I finally got her to allow herself to see me without a shaparone (a major annoyance I must say, but I respected it other times because as long as I was with her, I was happy) Nonetheless, it was great. I then took her home, I hugged her as tight as I could for a couple minutes, I kissed her and said, I will come back, I promise, and away I went. I then traveled all the way back to my hometown, 5 hours away. I drove 10 hours that day, to see her for 11. I drove 640 miles...in one day, just to be with her, for an afternoon and an evening, and you know what....I would do it again in a heartbeat.
But of course, once, AGAIN, she says "I can't do this anymore" alot was said but she said, I do not want to hurt you, please believe I do love you, without a doubt, please no not doubt my love for you, that is pure. She also said that she wants to be with me too, but everything hinges on me being a witness or not, and that all the signs point to no. She said she cannot go through this again, it hurts us both to much. That was 3 months ago. The night that phone call happened, I said to her, I am scared to hang up the phone, because I am afraid I will never talk to you again....so far, I haven't.
Now, I have been telling myself, think the worst, that way if nothing ever comes of it, you won't be hurt so bad, and if something does happen, hey, all the more better. Do I have any chance of hope left? Should I still be hoping we can somehow exist in happiness? I never tried to discourage her from her religion, I never tried to pull her away, I told her I would read the bible with her, I would help her study, but I could not become a JW, I guess this was not good enough.
I am a Professional Long Haul Trucker for a living, and I love what I do, but it is very lonely, and she runs through my mind everyday. Everyday the thoughts, feelings for her, are just as strong as when I was standing right next to her. I tried going out with other woman, but I see her face on them, I hear her voice from them...I only think of her. I told myself 7 months ago, this woman is the woman I truly do love, I have, NO DOUBT, that I do, and that she is the one I want to spend my life with. I told myself either I was going to make a life with her, or I was going to truck my life away, and so far, the truck is winning me over. I am a workaholic, fun is no longer a part of me. I just do what I do, and I think of her.
Is there any hope, or am I just hopeless and need to give my head a good shake? I am still waiting, and will probably wait for her for the rest of my life.
Wow that was long, sorry all, I just needed to vent, been through alot of hurt with this, but also, the most joy I have ever known.