By Juan Seguel
I will try to keep it short and get to the point. I don't get women and I put too much time and effort into it. Way too much. So much that I end up traveling half the world - not once, but twice - and started living here in
I'm 26 now and I studied economics for seven years back in my hometown. I had a couple of relationship during those years (one for four years and other for just a few months). Even though I was committed both times, I never really thought that any of them would be the girl of my life. I know, I'm a jerk but for me that was a good reason to end them.
Then, about three years ago, just when I start working, I met the woman of my dreams. Her name was Alicia. She is also into economics research and we happened to live really close. She was funny, smart, and confident and liked good food (maybe this is her biggest quality). We had a really good thing going on but here was the catch: She was already applying to start her PhD in economics in
Well, sooner than later problems started. The more fun we had, the bigger the life planning became an issue. We should have been able to make plans together where each gave up a little bit, but we were both seriously stubborn and had commitment and abandonment issues (Dad, thanks for that). So we started this on/off phase in our relationship and that was mistake No. 1: Girls are never off.
I know I'm jerk for even kissing another girl, but come on! I was really thinking that we were over. Anyway, things kept that way until the day finally arrived: she got into a program here in Philly. Alicia was leaving
After that I started to see other girl, a really nice neighbor that I had strong chemistry with. Things were going well but I don't know why Alicia, this love of my life carved so hard into me that I really couldn't get her out of my system.
Now, I made mistake No.3. I changed all my plans decided to move and study inb
Since I was planning to study again, I had decided to take my last big vacation in
Now, to mistakes No. 5 and No. 6. The first day after I got to
After all that, one day, not too long ago, Alicia turned to me and said she was tired of trying and just wanted to move on. Do you know what my final mistake was -- according to her? I wanted her to say she loved me and not just enjoyed her company. Is something wrong about asking for commitment? I'm really that wrong? Apparently, I am because we broke up.
Anyway, I love