So I'm currently on a relationship, but its going downhill recently, i still haven't grow the balls to cut her off.
we only see each other once or twice a week and it usually ends up to just having sex after what ever we do. sometimes i spent the night over sometimes i don't. I think our relationship its cool because she goes with her friend to bars and gets hit on, idk if she mess around or not, I'm not a jealous guy and she its quite attractive, her personality is great 'but' she its very possessive. She gets jealous when I'm talking to other girls. She is a teacher, I'm a bartender, thats the nature of things, i have to socialize, I'm quite flirtatious to girls, and i think i do it naturally now. My girl is hot, i been keeping her around, and this week halloween night i did not spent the night with her, i ended up going to some house party where i f-closed one of the girls that was living there.. this wasn't serious it was just a one time thing.
But today was a very very bizarre day, i was going through some of my things to search for my old computer cause i wanted to get some information stored there, and i came across some love letters, pictures and drawings from "The One That Got Away" my ex-girlfriend.. i got back to my regular day and out of the fucking blue she Facebook messaged me after 6 years of our break up date.. my heart started pounding cause i learned Pick Up because of her, i couldn't seem to find a girl i would like to date ever since we broke up. I became very friendly and flirtatious, got my life back in track, dated some many girls because indeed she was my one-itis still.
I got exited, and i been out of fucking focus this whole day since then.
she basically just said hi, how have i been, and that it was nice to hear from me.
she stopped answering idk why, i was sitting by the phone like a fucking idiot for an hour waiting for her reply.
so i was like i can't do this i need to get her out of my fucking brain. why in the fuck did she have to appear again.
and just went to the gym to distract myself.
did my workout and finish it, i was walking on the treadmill and just when i was about to leave
some guy appeared and was in the treadmill in front of me literally with a shirt that said ROSE 1
i don't follow sports so idk what sport has someone with that last name but thats my ex's name the one that texted me this exact day.

Everything seems to be a fucking coincidence, and i don't know what to do, what to think. please respond.

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As hardass as many may appear in this community the facts are that a sizable amount of us have a heart and are profoundly affected by that one or two of however many girls we have come across who reached us like no other.

Even some of the most hardened playboys often end up hitching themselves to one woman and remaining faithful to her for the rest of their days. So don't discount your feelings, but at the same time, maintain the level of confidence you now possess if you decide to engage with this woman again.

you guys broke up for a reason. remember that.

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You must be overconfident and cocksure, even if you haven't got a god damn thing in the world going for you. And you must fail with women until you do not fear the possibility of failure, whereupon you will succeed wildly.

thank you guys for the advice,

oceanx: I totally agree with you, and she is the one i fell for the hardest.
I been increasing my social dynamics, i have sleep with multiple girls since her. i have built a social circle that makes me feel awesome. i completely got over her. and i though for sure we would never met again. but i always kept in mind that if we did i would be way better than how i used to be.

Chantos: I was a Senior in high school, she was a freshman, we went out pretty much my whole senior year and everything came crashing down when i left for college. we would hardly see each other her friends didn't like me.. see i am not good looking, i just tend to have humor and laugh about what people think about me. i don't let it affect me. and her friends were those type of girls that wanted to be with the jocks of the school i was just the class clown in a way. her friends disliked me for being mexican, for having a shitty car, for having an accent, for not having enough money to get her shit. This builded up in my mind over the time we were together, also it didn't help that her sister disliked me and her father too. she is asian and last thing they wanted was for a mexican guy to be with her. We one day decided that breaking up was probably the best because
1.She was 15 when i turned 18 [her dad would of called the cops on me. He warned me one day he saw her getting out of my car]
2.She was a freshman [i knew that things between us weren't gonna be for long , she was one of the most outgoing persons in high school, all the popular girls would hang out with her. and they were doing everything they could to make her break up with me ]
3. I started to fuck up the relationship [i stop being so outgoing, iwas starting to take her for granted, i would just have sex with her anytime i could but i didn't bother to take her to cool places anymore or do special things for her.]

and though it hurt me more, we both agreed to break up. and for the next 6 years we didn't communicate to each other until now.

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