Dear Celticsblog relationship veterans,
I got a compliment from a woman on myspace and responded with a compliment back.
I figured at the time it was a harmless compliment until I forgot to sign out of my myspace page and my girlfriend went into my inbox and Through weeks and weeks of PM's (between friends and colleagues) she finds this exchange that happened a couple of weeks ago and is now crying, disgusted with me and hurting bad.
I don't know what to do... I made no attempt to pursue this individual, I am very happy with the person I'm with and planned on spending the rest of my life with her (where supposed to get married this march). I feel like our relationship might be broken because she is insecure and needs allot of reassuring. Will my compliments to her ever have the same meaning now?
Has anything like this happened to you? Is it broken?
I know I'm wrong for responding and an idiot for leaving my myspace on the computer.
I'd like to add:
- I'm very embarrassed and don't know who else to talk to about this. so thanks for reading and advising.
- This is the worst thing I've done in our 3 year relationship.
Hey I only read your original post. I care not to read what everyone else had to say, because their opinion isn't my own. So I don't know where this discussion has lead, but since you asked for input I'll give mine.
I've been there. Myspace is ridiculous and yet also hilarious. People use it as a weapon. Women will try to claim you by leaving you comments on your main profile. If you hang out with a girl (even if it's just for fun), she'll leave you a comment on your profile saying something to the extent of, "Had a lot of fun yesterday
". They do this to claim you... they do this to show the world that you belong to them or at the very least create the perception. It bugs the crap out of me. And for that reason, I never accept myspace comments. If someone wants to privately send me a message saying, "I had a blast with you yesterday" I'm fine with it, but the whole public comment thing is just a way to receive attention. I don't play that game.
Additionally... I once had 160 friends on my myspace. I left a BLOG COMMENT on one of those friend's page. She was an amazing writer and basically wrote an essay on why the band NIckleback would bring the apocalypse. I left a comment ON THE BLOG that basically said, "lol this cracks me up Ashley. My girlfriend's best friend hates me. Her friend is the kind of girl who constantly demands attention and thinks the whole world revolves around her. Since I am dating her best friend and am not one of the many guys who caters to her every move, she has decided she hates me and is constantly trying to convince my girlfriend to break up with me. You're probably wondering why I choose to bring up this story, right?... one word.... Nickleback. This vile woman's favorite band is Nickleback. She constantly plays Nickleback. More proof that Nickleback is the coming of the apocalypse."
The point was... I had 150 friends. This girl who wrote the blog was not in my "top 8" friends. The comment I left her was in a RANDOM BLOG she had written. Regardless, my girlfriend was able to find it. That's right... she clicked through all 150 of my myspace buddies and checked the comments. Not only that, she clicked through all their blogs until she found a comment from me... and when she found that random comment on a random friend's blog (who wasn't even a "top friend")... she brought it up in a fit of rage. We broke up. And to be perfectly honest... good riddance. I had been dating her for only 6 months, but at that point she should have known how I felt about her and known how things stood. If something like a silly myspace comment was enough to cause her to break up... so be it.
Now you're engaged to this girl. I don't care what the comment was. Anything less then, "Hey you should meet me for sex" is perfectly forgivable. If your fiance can't handle it... move on. Save yourself some trouble. Let her know how you feel about her. If she isn't taking it, you'll be walking on glass the rest of your life.