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I am 21 years old. A student, a future programmer. A year ago I fell in love with a girl Valentina. To be clear, I judge people solely by their intelligence, intellect and, especially, their ability to think and work using logic. Unfortunately, these qualities are not often found in life. And even with a pretty girl… And here everything came together. I was simply won over by the level of her communication, and her knowledge in various fields was quite profound. In short, I fell in love with her. I abandoned all my acquaintances, I communicate with my mother two or three phrases a week.

When I see my Valya, my soul is overturned. Just when I leave her, I already feel that I miss her. I love every finger of hers, every hair, every speck of dust on her shoe.

But the more I love, the longer we date, the more I don’t trust my beloved. Let me try to explain. It’s not jealousy of other guys, it’s distrust. The problem is that I want to know absolutely everything about her, I want to know about her every step, about every meeting (no matter what gender people are with), about every word. Somewhere deep in my heart, I realize that this is stupid, because I myself, not only her, but no one reports such details of his life. But I can’t help it.

But the more I love, the longer we date, the more I don’t trust my beloved. Let me try to explain. It’s not jealousy of other guys, it’s distrust. The problem is that I want to know absolutely everything about her, I want to know about her every step, about every meeting (no matter what gender people are with), about every word. Somewhere deep in my heart, I realize that this is stupid, because I myself, not only her, but no one reports such details of his life. But I can’t help it.

One day I found out that she was on the phone with a mutual acquaintance of mine, and that acquaintance told me about it. And Valya didn’t tell me! It’s hard to describe my state after that, but I really wanted to run away to another city and never see her again, because I was gnawing at the only thought that if they didn’t trust me with such a small thing, then they wouldn’t trust me with big and serious things. And maybe in this little thing, in the conversation, hides some secret that she also does not trust me. In a word, the imagination runs wild.

When I am alone with my thoughts, I promise that I will not pay attention to any of Valyusha’s reticences, but when I find out that I did not know something about her, even that she went to her mother for the weekend, I am overwhelmed with a kind of angry energy.

No, I never raised my voice or raised a scandal, but I guess you can tell a lot about me. And now my love tries to talk to me less at all. And it makes me even more bored. And then some kind of split personality begins. Because I am madly in love with Valentina as a girl, but I begin to fear for her intellectual capabilities, because no matter how beautiful the girl is, if she is stupid, then she is my destiny. I know I don’t have the best temper, I know I can hurt the person I care about. I love Valya very much, I just can’t live without her, I don’t want to lose her foolishly.

Probably others have had these situations as well. I would like to know how you dealt with them, and whether it is possible to cope with it at all.

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