una wrote:My only heartbreak was my first love. I did what most gals, I think, do which is cry...a lot. I was so horribly crushed by him. This was in high school, I was a Senior and he was a Junior. I graduated and during the summer, he broke my heart. I will never forget the words, "We are fundamentally different. It is over." He was so cold, I was SO hurt. We had all the same friends so I felt completely abandoned. After long cries, listening to music and throwing myself into school (community college) and my internship, I worked through it. Like in the movie, "French Kiss", one day I finally woke up and couldn't remember his exact eye color, couldn't hear his voice, he had finally left me and I was able to begin again. Took me about a year though...but I was definitely stronger and wiser after and much more careful with my heart. However, my friends accused me of being a serial dater for a while but it paid off. Dated a few, ok, several guys, went off to University and found my true love.
Una - I am SO with you on this story! My first love was a sophomore when I as a senior (cradle robber, but the boy was HOT - perhaps the best looking guy at my small school and I couldn't believe he liked me!) and I fell so hard for him, I have to say. Football player, blond hair, blue eyes, told me I was beautiful. Yup, I was down for the count. The next year I went away to college. I found out he really felt he was so hot, he needed to share himself with many, many girls back at home. He lied about it too. I didn't want to believe that he would do that at first, but sadly, so many pretty boys are too smooth for my own good (ha!) Finally, three years after we fell in love, it was over. It took me a few years after that to get over him. He got married when he was 20, about 6 months after the last time we saw each other. To this day, I am amazed and a little disgruntled at myself for really putting up with that garbage. I was crushed too. But I would not be the woman I am today if that had not happened, so ultimately, he did me a favor by being a lying, cheating, womanizing first love - um, I think.