Have you ever Experienced Unrequited Love?

Oh yeah, in my teen years... up to 19. First marriage, with one child, my wife decided to try gypsying around. Affairs with various guys, a pregnancy... Don't know if that would count as "unrequited love", but it got to be a bit much for me. Filed for divorce and she didn't even attend the tour proceeding.:rolleyes:
My teen years were burdened by this extremely intense attraction and infatuation for this girl who didn't feel the same way towards me as well. When she finally openly revealed it at age 19, I was devastated. Ironically, I never managed to fall in love or become infatuated with the women who fell in love with me. Wish I had since such mutually-shared emotion must be wonderful. Closest I came was an internet relationship with a woman who lives in South Africa. She refused to meet in person and it was over in approx. two years.
 
My teen years were burdened by this extremely intense attraction and infatuation for this girl who didn't feel the same way towards me as well. When she finally openly revealed it at age 19, I was devastated. Ironically, I never managed to fall in love or become infatuated with the women who fell in love with me. Wish I had since such mutually-shared emotion must be wonderful. Closest I came was an internet relationship with a woman who lives in South Africa. She refused to meet in person and it was over in approx. two years.
I'm surprised it lasted as long as 2 years if she refused to meet with you..
 
Oh yeah, in my teen years... up to 19. First marriage, with one child, my wife decided to try gypsying around. Affairs with various guys, a pregnancy... Don't know if that would count as "unrequited love", but it got to be a bit much for me. Filed for divorce and she didn't even attend the court proceeding.:rolleyes:
Man that's rough I hope you've had a better life since then.
 
Heck, my middle name is "unrequited". That's my life,. Or call it infatuation or crush.
Theres nothing you can say and nothing you can do, when you love her, and she doesnt love you--
a line from a song. Even now, its faded love
 
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I consider it to be a sign of good taste. 😉🤭

Over the years there have been many people I admired and whose company I enjoyed that showed absolutely no interest in me and that’s ok.

IMO too many young people today are protected from rejection.

All part of the everybody gets a tshirt and a cookie for showing up school of thought so popular today.
 
When I was 13, I thought I loved this guy up at our cottage. I barely knew the guy yet had his name all over my binder. Of course at 13, I had no idea what love was. I just wanted to copy all the cool kids at school who thought that they were in love too. Puppy love. 💕 lol
 
There was one particular girl that I just thought was spectacular, looks brains all in one great package. Because I lived in a trailer and probably didn't dress as well as some of the kids her mother absolutely forbid her to associate with poor white trash. After hearing this I asked Mom what it meant to be poor white trash. I still think of Mom's tears and realize those meant much more to me that the opinion of that girls mother.
 
Yes! My parents

Same here with my parents.

In my case, the parent (dad) who I think may (or may not) may have loved me, I couldn't care less if he did since he was a rageaholic, narcissistic jerk. The parent (mom) who I did love and wanted to be loved by I think only may have liked me a little and was never around anyway.
 
There was one particular girl that I just thought was spectacular, looks brains all in one great package. Because I lived in a trailer and probably didn't dress as well as some of the kids her mother absolutely forbid her to associate with poor white trash. After hearing this I asked Mom what it meant to be poor white trash. I still think of Mom's tears and realize those meant much more to me that the opinion of that girls mother.
That's just awful.
 
In my case, the parent (dad) who I think may (or may not) may have loved me, I couldn't care less if he did since he was a rageaholic, narcissistic jerk. The parent (mom) who I did love and wanted to be loved by I think only may have liked me a little and was never around anyway.
My dad's problem was that he wanted a son who would physically resemble him. A a kid, I initially strongly resembled my mother. So he would try to blot out that annoying reality by totally ignoring my presence. So he avoided eye contact, or any official recognition of my existence. Strangely, and in spite of such treatment, I still loved him as my dad. In short, it was an unrequited love.
 

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