Personal Narrative: Falling Out Of Love

Every person in high school that has a significant other, has it convinced that this is the person who they will be spending the rest of their life with. “High school sweethearts” are what everyone wants to become. Everyone wants the relationship to last, but in reality, that’s not the case. People change, things change, feelings change, everything is constantly changing, no matter how much you wish it wouldn’t. During my high school career, I have fallen in and out of love, and falling out of love is such an unbearable experience, and it takes a toll on life. It’s hard not to date people in high school, because everyone does it. You need a date to the dances, you need someone to hangout with on the weekends, it’s easy to get persuaded into …show more content…
Being so young and so “in love” I didn’t see any problem in that. During the first semester of my freshman year, I had tons of friends, I was really friends with anyone and everyone, and I loved it. But soon, I was ditching my friends for my boyfriend, and started to ignore them. Soon, I had no one but my boyfriend. It made us closer, because I had no one, but him. I was so blind by the “love” I thought I had for him. But what I loved was the movie nights, and the pumpkin carving, and the date nights. I loved the good memories. But I didn’t love the controlling, I didn’t love getting interrogated, and I didn’t love getting told what to do, like I had a third parent. I let the love I thought I had, go on for 2 years. For 2 years I had lost myself. The relationship I thought was building me up, was actually tearing me down. So when it finally ended 2 years later, I was in pieces. I had no friends, I had no one I could turn to. Everyone glamorizes having a boyfriend as a best friend, but it hurts 2 times …show more content…
I was so broken that I thought I would never be put back together. But, during the summer of 2016 I met someone new, I started hanging out with my friends more and more, and soon I was fully back to my old self. I had all my friends, I had a new boyfriend, and everything was falling into place. During the beginning my junior year, I was on top of the world. But once again, everything fell apart. Once again I let a guy control me. Once again I was looking for love in someone who abused my love. This love felt different though, he didn’t have a problem with friends, but he did have a problem with me leaving the house without him. Once again, I was blinded and let this go on for about 9 months, until I finally had enough control to end it, with all the support of my best friends. I did great for about 3 months, until summer 2017 rolled around, and somehow I got in contact with him. This was not good. Once again he took control of me and we weren’t even dating. During this summer, I stayed home every night when he work or was busy. I turned down my friends, and was doing anything I could to please