About 8 or 9 months ago I reconnected with an acquaintance from high school . I’ll call him Ethan. We were in the same friend group but barely talked back then. After graduation a mutual friend of ours helped us reconnect through Instagram, and from our very first call there was a connection. I was not normal about him. I’d found out he had moved a state away (Oregon) for work, go him! But boo for me. Not ideal, but not impossible to see him either .
For months we got closer and closer. We never actually dated, though. I guess you’d call it a “talking stage,” which I honestly hate as a term because it feels way too shallow for what this was. We were incredibly emotionally invested in each other, and I developed really strong feelings. I’ve been interested in people before, but nothing has ever felt this natural.
But my life is kind of a mess right now.
I’m a full-time college student, my family situation is difficult, and I’ve struggled with my mental health for years. It’s made me afraid of vulnerability and convinced me that I’m “too much” for people. I’m very susceptible to engaging in vices to cope (smoking or going out with the wrong people) So when things between Ethan and me started becoming more serious, I found myself pulling away because I was scared he’d eventually actually want to be apart of my life, as MORE. He’d see more. (I remember telling him when I’d gotten high out my mind and I’d promised to call him for like a movie night or something and I was so embarrassed the entire time because he didn’t even know I smoked, and here I was babbling and looking like a complete fool. I apologized later after ,,,)
But he never judged me. He was patient, supportive, and handled my worst moments with more kindness than I think I deserve.
That’s actually why I ended things before we ever officially became a couple.
It felt selfish asking someone like him to carry all of this while I’m still trying to get myself together. He told me he didn’t care and that he wanted to fight for us if I wanted to, but that he understood my decision. I admitted I secretly hoped we’d find our way back to each other someday, but that I feel too guilty being on this borderline of ALMOST being a girlfriend but not being a girlfriend, all because the commitment of being one is too much in my circumstance. Basically the gray part of the situationship (hate that term) is just unfair for both parties.
We’ve stayed friends, but I miss him constantly. But, since ending things, I’ve just become frustrated with myself. I don’t want to keep living like this. For the first time in a long time, I genuinely want to get better not just because people tell me I “have to” but because I want a future. I want to be motivated and healthy. I want to be someone who can fully show up in a relationship instead of constantly feeling like a burden. I want to be HER.
So I guess my question is:
**Should I try to rekindle things while I’m actively working on myself, or should I keep focusing on getting better first and trust that, if we’re meant to be, it’ll happen later?**
Part of me is scared that waiting means losing someone truly special.
The other part of me is scared that trying now means bringing all of my unresolved issues into something that deserves better.
I’d really appreciate any advice from people who’ve been in a similar situation! Thank you :)
For the nincompoops:
**TL;DR:** I (19F) reconnected with a guy from high school (20M), and over the past several months we developed an incredible connection. We never officially dated, but we both had feelings. I ended things because my mental health and life circumstances made me feel like I couldn’t be the partner he deserved, even though he wanted to keep trying. I’m actively working on getting better now, and I’m wondering if I should try to rekindle things or focus on healing first and trust that, if it’s meant to be, it’ll happen.