LONG STORY
Last July, I went to a concert with my brother. Everything went fine. I managed to ignore my inceldom and enjoy the day. After the concert, when my brother and I were waiting for our dad to pick us up, a girl (let's call her J) passed by and told me, "nice shirt dude, I love that band" and I walked up to her and we started talking about the band that was on my shirt and all kinds of other things. But, I didn't get her number, she just kinda said, "well it was nice talking to you, dude" and walked to her uber or lyft or whatever.
On the way home, I regretted not getting her name or number. But, I just said, fuck it she wouldn't have said yes anyway. I then continued living, forgetting her. THEN I SAW HER AGAIN by chance at a mall a month later. My brother and I were walking around and as we were exiting an arcade, we ran into her and I instantly recognized her and then she recognized me. So, me, J, and my bro started talking. She then told me she works there at the mall. Before she left, she gave me a high five and I walked away. I still didn't ask for her name or number. This pulled me into a deep depression as I started to think about her every day and night. I couldn't do anything without thinking about her. I would constantly be on the prowl for someone who looked like her. She has long black curly hair, pale skin, very small and thin, with a cute face. She is mixed black and white, but looks mostly white or Latin for some reason. She has no black features.
Anyway, fast forward 2 months later. I was about to go to a different concert with my dad and brother. This is a concert that J told me she would be at (when we talked at the arcade, she said she'd be at this SOAD concert). So the entire day, before the concert, I was like praying and asking God to let me see her and for her to be there. I was like, "please God, let her be there. If she's there I promise I'll ask for her number."
So, my dad, my brother, and I arrive at the huge ass venue and go to our seats. Way up in the nosebleeds. I'm looking around at my surroundings and just feeling kinda good at seeing one of my favorite bands. In front of me (right directly in the seat in front of me) I see a curly haired girl. In my head I'm thinking, "wow this kinda looks like her, but that would be too much of a coincidence. What are the odds of her sitting right here in front of me out of anywhere else in this 20,000 seated arena?" So, the whole concert, instead of focusing on the band, music, or vibe, I am constantly looking at the girl to see whether or not it's really J.
So, the show is over and she finally stands up, but she still doesn't turn around. I still am not sure if it's her or not. Then, she begins walking down the stairs. Keep in mind: this girl always goes places alone. At the first concert, she was alone, when I saw her at the arcade she was alone, etc. I end up following the girl downstairs and into the hallway of the arena. In my head I'm like, I'll just follow her and wait till she turns around so I can see her face. So, while I'm following her, she turns around and ITS HER. I approach her and we talk about the concert and how weird it is that we see each other by chance again. As we are walking through the huge crowd, I finally just do it. I ask her, "hey is there anyway we can stay in contact?" and much to my surprise, she says, "yes let me just walk out of this mess and go to the side so I can give you my number". When she said that, I went totally numb and everything felt surreal. She showed me her phone number and I saved it to my phone. We talked again, exchanged names, and I told her bye and went back to dad and brother. During the ride home, I texted her. We got familiar with each other and hit it off really good. We texted all night and it felt like I was talking to someone I knew for ages. We were similar in so many ways. We had so much in common.
So, in the following days, we continued to text a lot. All night after she got out of work. That's when I found out she had just gotten out of a 5-6 year long distance relationship. She told me it was the only real relationship she ever had. She told me he hurt her and all kinds of other things. I lied to her and told her I had a bunch of other relationships in the past (just be a bad boy brO) and she was like okay cool whatever.
So, after about a week or so of texting, she tells me her ex is calling her and he wants her back. He tells her that he's sorry and he's suicidal. She tells me that she told him that she met someone new (me) but she also told me he didn't care. I then reveal my true nature and tell her that I can't stop thinking of her and that I was almost in tears of joy at finding her and getting her number. She tells me, "oh don't worry I'm really attracted to you too honestly don't be sad, it's me not you (teehee)" and so she tells me she needs rest and time to think.
In the following days, she tells me she has taken him back. They are together again. Then she tells me, "don't worry, we met for a reason, maybe it's not clear yet, but I think you have great timing and there's a reason we met." So I'm pissed. But eventually I decide, hm, "having a female friend might have its perks". And so I tell her that it's okay if we don't date as long as she stays in my life. She seems indifferent but kinds goes yeah sure okay.
A month or so passes by and there's another concert coming up. It's a concert we are both going to. A Perfect Circle. So, in the days leading up the concert she hardly replied to any of my texts and when she did, she was very brief. I arrive at the show alone and go searching for her like a lunatic. I eventually see her by the merch table. She's alone too. To make things less creepy, I don't approach her and I wait for her to come find me. So, I sit on a lounge chair and have a drink. She finally walks by and we greet each other with a hi. I see her take a hard look at my face as if she forgot how ugly I am (we did send pics so she should know how I look. And she saw me 3 times before that) she tells me she's going to go to the restroom real quick and she'll be right out, so I continue to sit there and wait for her. She comes out we both just sit there on the lounge chairs and talk. The most amazing moment of my life. The only time I had ever (or ever will) be able to hang out with a girl like that. So, I offer to buy her a drink and she says no (she's 20 I'm 23) she isn't legal to drink. So for about half an hour we are sitting there talking and talking and laughing and such. She brings up her long distance BF again and it starts to make me angry and sad and jealous. But, anyway, we walk to our seats (she's in one section I'm in another) and watch the concert. After the show, we meet up again and talk about how good it was and whatnot. We, by chance, ended up buying matching shirts. We go outside and wait for our rides. We keep talking and my social skills are shit so I'm really really trying with her. And my dad texts me to tell me he's there. Then, I tell J, "well, my rides here I gotta go." I REACH OUT TO HUG HER. At first she kinda seems to hesitate but eventually accepts the hug and hugs me. I go home, she goes home.
As time goes on, she becomes less and less interactive with me. She starts not replying to my texts. I keep having the fear that she's going to ghost or block me. The entire time we talked I had that fear. I become clingy and I double text her sometimes. I even got scared one time when didn't reply and I was like, "I hope you aren't blocking me." And replies with, "oh I'll never block anyone. I know how it feels. It's a shittt feeling." (Yeah sure you wouldn't block and ghost someone). But, then she finally tells me that she doesn't want to cause me pain and that she's just working things out with her bf and that in time you'll find a girl who truly appreciates you and how awesome you are teehee and I remind her that I'm okay with being friends with her as long as she doesn't ghost me or forget me. She tells me she'll try.
Days go by and I wait for her to text me. She doesn't. A month goes by and I text her. She replies but only with one text and then stops again. Finally another month goes by and I text her and get no response. I let a day or two go by and I text again to no response. I send multiple texts and...nope no response. I send a huge long text revealing all my feelings for her and still no response. It's been a month since that, and still when I text, I get nothing back. SHE HAS GHOSTED ME. SHE CHANGED HER NUMBER. She knew the only thing that tethered us together was the cell phone. She had no social media. I don't even know her last name. So by changing her number, she completely cut ties with me so I can never get in contact with her again. It was this that made me seek out the blackpill and realize looks (specifically face) is everything. It's over for me.
