So I tried my hand at an LTR with a girl I really loved because my goal as a PUA is to find that one person. We dated for a while and broke up Friday night. Last Sunday night (two days later) I ran into her at a party and it ruined my entire fucking evening.
It wasn't the fact that she was talking to other guys (and smoking, something she never used to do when she was with me) but as soon as we got there my firends (three guys and one girl) who I was traveling with went right up to her and started talking to her. I said hello to my ex, but I felt immediately uncomfortable. What am I supposed to do, just stand there while these people are having a converstaion? What's worse, I think it might've been very obvious to her (and maybe other people) how unfomfortable this made me.
I said to my friend "let's get the fuck out of here, please." But the girl we were with (his gf) kept talking to my ex, and it was weird to pry her away from that conversation. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I had my own car, so I said goodbye to my friends and my ex and left.
As I was driving away, I felt super pissed off that I had been the one to leave and not her. That I was the one to wear my emotions on my sleeve while she played it so cool. I said fuck it, and went back to the party. Why should i have to be the one who leaves? By this point my friend's gf was still walking around talking to my ex, I begged my friends to come with me to get beer, because I couldn't stand being at the party sober.
We were walking down to the car to go get beer and this girl had invited my ex to come along and get beer! My ex told the girl that she felt weird walking down to the car with me. Then me and my guy friends started throwing empty bottles at a passing train. They did it because he thought it was a funny/fun thing to do, but I did it out of anger frustration and this crazy uncontrolloble surge of emotions brewing inside me. And it probably made me look like a fool in front of the ex, who was watching this.
After that we hung out by the car and finished what was left of out bottle of tequila before we finally rounded up all the troops and decided to head off elsewhere. The whole episode probably only lasted 20 minutes. I doubt we would have stayed long at the party even if my ex wasn't there, but part of me wanted to stay there and establish to her that she's going to have to get used to seeing me around places, and that I'm not going to fucking change my life to avoid ever running into her.
I also wanted to prove to myself that I can be strong around her, but maybe it's too soon for that. Most of all, I'm pissed that I didn't handle this shit as cool as she did. I wanted to be the one to not act reactive. I did and I fucked up. She probably can sense that she really got to me, just by being there.
My inner game is fucked. I don't know how I'll ever get back on the horse. if I had stayed at the party, with her there, there's no way I would have ever been able to meet anyone new (there were some cute girls at the party) much less have any fun
