People have been asking for an update for the past couple of months and now I think is a good a time as any. I purposely held off updating for awhile because I started to use this thread as a crutch to resolve my issues with Alyssa. I began to feel like I couldn't make any decisions on my own because I always needed to seek the advice of the FFA. That's not what I wanted to be. A decent amount has happened since I last updated and I've made every decision good and bad on my own. I'm sure if I would have updated things real time it would have made for some interesting discussion, but I needed to deal with Alyssa by myself. However, now that things have settled down I felt it was fitting to post.
The last time I updated about Alyssa, we had spent the night at a hotel and the ensuing day together. We had said our good byes and that was going to be the last time I saw her. She sent me a couple messages that weekend, but when I didn't reply they stopped. For 2 weeks in September we had no contact with one another until...
I woke up one morning to a bunch of angry texts from here. She had seen pictures of me with some girls at a house party on Facebook (through mutual friends). At first, I was amused by the texts and her jealousy and I didn't reply, but the texts didn't stop and the conclusions and statements she made became more and more ridiculous. I couldn't take it anymore so I made the mistake of trying to reason with her and after that it was a wrap.....she had gotten me to react and respond. Now, the lines of communication were back open again.
Eventually, we started hanging out. We would spend our days off together and after work we would have dinner, etc. I knew she was still with the PT, but I rationalized hanging out with her by telling myself I scouting places to take future dates (which I really was doing). However, as time went on things started to fall back into place again... she was showing me affection, we were making out, and yes.... we were having sex again. Right around the first week of October, she told me she had broken up with PT while we were having dinner. I was happy with the news.
During the first 3 weeks of October, we spent a lot of time together. Our relationship felt like it was on the road to recovery, but then her hours at work began to decrease significantly... to the point she was only working 1 day a week. She was miserable not working. Then out of the blue she received a call from a hospital in Southern California to interview for a full time position. Despite knowing that it could mean her moving away, I gave her my support and wished her luck during the interview process.
I was so afraid that she would get the job. Her experience for a young nurse was great, she carries herself well, and people love her wherever she works. She was lock IMO to get the job but a few days later she was informed that she didn't get the position. I consoled her on her missing out on the job, but deep down inside I was

. However, the very next day another hospital in Southern California called to set up an interview. When she told me my heart sank. There was no way she would have 2 interviews and not get a job offer. I was right. They offered her the position and she accepted. She would be starting work in November... giving us roughly 2 weeks together.
We both knew this pretty much this would be the end of our relationship. No way we could make long distance work. I asked her to stay and look for a job around here. She said, "No" because she wanted to be closer to her family. She asked me to move with her to Southern California, but there was no way was I giving up my job and my family to chase someone who cheated on me. I wanted to make things work with her, but after what she did, she really needed to show me her commitment and to me that meant staying up here.
Those two weeks went by fast, but they told me a lot about who were are as people. I had lost her once before, so I could do it again. I just wanted to enjoy our time together up here in the Bay Area. Do all the things we wanted to do. Eat at our favorite restaurants one last time. Just make the best of what time we have left. Also, I'd be lying if I didn't admit I was making one last ditch effort to convince her to stay. However, during this time I felt her becoming more distant to me again. I guess it was her way of dealing with the separation. Locking her feelings up back in a little box. We actually spent very little of those last two weeks together as she had paperwork, lab tests, and exams in order to be cleared to work. It was nothing like how I imagined spending our last two weeks together.
Our last night together I helped her pack, we had dinner, and spent the nigh together. The whole last night wasn't the emotional outburst I was expecting. I was sad for sure, but not like how I had expected. I actually wanted to feel something powerful take over me. I wanted to feel that punch in the gut sadness. The feeling that told me I was losing the love of my life, but it never came. Sure I cried, she cried too, but it felt nothing like how I felt when I typed the very first post in this thread almost a year ago.
The next morning I gave her one last kiss, hugged her, and she drove away. She still sends me texts now and then, which I do read and respond to, but I guess I've finally come to grips that she isn't the one. She's left me twice now. I would have to be a moron to ignore that. Oh and one last thing... I found out after she moved that she never really broke up with the PT!!
So yah.... #### that. Good luck and good riddance.
I'm in a good place right now. My IID will come out soon, meaning I can actually pursue chicks without feeling self conscious. I've had a year to perfect my iDating profile, so I'm ready to give it a shot. I'm not expecting instant #####, but you have no idea how good it feels to get rid of that ####### IID.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!