Is it normal to feel sad after fuckfriend-breakup?

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Here’s the thing: Me and this guy was pretty close friends. We hung out a lot; as friends and had a great time LAST SUMMER. He asked me if i could take his virginity, and be friends with benefits with him, and i said yes. We kept hanging out in the summer, while fucking, but we were friends and we didnt have feelings for each other. However, he ment at least something for me, like a friend. But all of this ended in the start of october. He ended it but i wanted a break from him anyways because the friendship got really toxic and i just felt like shit hanging out with him. The end of the friendship was really dramatic and he changed a lot and i havent talked to him since.
But here’s the deal: I havent spoken to him since, i dont see him irl or on social media either, but i cant get him out of my head. I dont know why and its been like what, 9 months. Can someone please give me some advice, why do i feel bad thinking about it and how do i stop? And please dont write some bs saying i was in love, etc. I can say i hated his personality but it was fun and great hanging out with him, but thats it. HELP

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  • Tealights
    4 years ago

    You found comfort in the chaos, and he made you feel wanted.

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    • Aaamarth
      4 years ago

      Yeah, but how do I stop thinking about it and can move on, its been 8 months and its tiring to care

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      • Tealights
        4 years ago

        Right now you're hurt. You gave him so much of yourself mentally and physically, and he took it all for granted. How, when, and why did this happen? You'll never know, and I think that's the worse part of it all, just not knowing or getting a clear answer.

        There's no cookie-cut solution to this sadly, because everyone has their own approach to dealing with pain. Somehow you'll have to realize that life is better without him, and this leaves you room for someone better. Whatever you have to do to reach this conclusion do it safetly.

        If you want some suggestions, what helped me in this situation was diving deep into preventative techniques. I never got an answer for why I was mistreated so badly, but along the way I made up my mind that I didn't care and had to prevent it from happening again. So I learn all about red flags, both subtle and obvious. I know a lot of the articles are tailored toward couples, but it works on friendship and more as well. It got to the point I can spot toxic people right away and keep them at a distance. It took a lot of research and practice (because I had a habit of trying to see the "good" in everyone), but it's paying off.

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  • RoseIsabella
    4 years ago

    What was it that became toxic about the friendship?

    Friends with benefits isn't really a good idea, because someone always catches feelings. Sex is not supposed for be a casual thing despite what people might say about it. Sex is for making babies, and strengthening the bond that two people already have with one another, sex has a tendency to bond people together even if that's not what they want. Casual sex can also make people feel like they can't stand each other, because they aren't anything more than fuck buddies. What I'm saying is more about the chemicals that are released in the brain than any Judeo-Christian ideology.

    Anyway, so what was it about him, and the relationship that started to become toxic for you?

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    • Aaamarth
      4 years ago

      His personality, when i met him, a month before we started to be fuckbuddies, he was this nice guy. He was so friendly, smart, chill and funny. He always wanted to hang out, and that made me feel wanted (I get why it sounds like i was in love or something but i think i would know if i were). However, he changed and starting to act like a dick, i guess i felt used a little and he was being cocky and self-centered and a bad friend. He used to care about me, ect. If i felt down, he would do anything do make me feel better, at least i though. And then it just turned. I felt like i needed his approval for being myself and I started getting insecure around him

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    • Grunewald
      4 years ago

      No reason why it couldn't still be both...

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      • RoseIsabella
        4 years ago

        It could have been toxic both ways.

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    • Doesnormalmatter
      4 years ago

      Yeah casual sex usually ain't great, maybe the first few times if shes hot and your horny. But at least some connection makes sex WAY better. However I would say that friends with benefits is a good idea for some who don't get very emotionally attached like myself. But someone is more than welcome to change my mind!

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      • Aaamarth
        4 years ago

        I agree that sex is better with a person who you have some other realtion to, maybe more romantic. But I think the reason everything was a problem was because I felt like he changed to a whole other person, a person i couldnt stand, and we were best friends before that and i knew i couldt ‘get him back’ to where we were

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      • RoseIsabella
        4 years ago

        What about your partners? What about their feelings?

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        • Doesnormalmatter
          4 years ago

          They understand its not a serious relationship as well. I make them well aware of my intentions and if they have a problem with it, the don't let me in their pants. Its happened many times. If they enjoy the sex and we try to meet again. Its only an issue if you act like your going in for a serious and commited relationship at the start, but leave once you got enough sex.

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          • RoseIsabella
            4 years ago

            It's good that you're honest, and straight forward about it, but sometimes people will say they understand, and are cool with something, but later end up acting cray cray.

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            • Doesnormalmatter
              4 years ago

              I know. Sex is an emotional thing and can make people go crazy. There will always be an emotional risk if your into sex outside of commited relationships. But if you never take any risk you would never leave your bedroom. And that risk is worth it for fucking awesome sex in my opinion.

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  • notsaying4life
    4 years ago

    Normal yes,but not a helpful feeling at all hope you get over it soon

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  • Doesnormalmatter
    4 years ago

    Honestly it seems pretty simple. You miss the sex. You make it clear your not big on his personality or anything so that is the only logical conclusion.

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    • GaelicPotato
      4 years ago

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      Comment Hidden ( show )
      0
      0
        -
      • Doesnormalmatter
        4 years ago

        Do you want me to block you motherfucker????

        Comment Hidden ( show )
        0
        0
  • RoseIsabella
    4 years ago

    What do you feel when you think about it, OP?

    Comment Hidden ( show )
    0
    0
      -
    • Aaamarth
      4 years ago

      I honestly feel bad and i guess i miss him a little, but i miss the person i met, and not how he turned out to be. I want to get over this and never think about him again, but i dont know how

      Comment Hidden ( show )
      0
      0