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How do you remember your first love? (Original Post) Ahpook Jun 2020 OP
I think of him often Skittles Jun 2020 #1
I know its strange Ahpook Jun 2020 #10
on the internet I see he is out west Skittles Jun 2020 #13
I jumped out of her moving car in Berkeley. hunter Jun 2020 #2
Every now and then I check the obit pages to see if the duplicitous bastard is dead yet. The Velveteen Ocelot Jun 2020 #3
Me too. beveeheart Jun 2020 #15
My abuser died... it's a great feeling. NurseJackie Jun 2020 #32
Mine is alive and well in The Villages in Florida. beveeheart Jun 2020 #37
Absolutely not. You deserve closure and peace. NurseJackie Jun 2020 #38
See my post 42. 3catwoman3 Jun 2020 #43
I just look over at her, sitting on the couch, 43 years later. yonder Jun 2020 #4
Very happy for you :) Ahpook Jun 2020 #5
You are very lucky sir, and must give you IQ points for keeping her Under The Radar Jun 2020 #8
You are lucky. hunter Jun 2020 #9
Same here sorta. Then you learn the bruising helps yonder Jun 2020 #17
Sounds just like my story ironflange Jun 2020 #40
He's dead. Died just before his 50th birthday. Solly Mack Jun 2020 #6
50 years later and friends were still waiting for the reconnection? Under The Radar Jun 2020 #21
Everyone felt that way at the time and for a few years Solly Mack Jun 2020 #27
I do... Zoonart Jun 2020 #7
Very cool Ahpook Jun 2020 #11
Glad to see this post... Under The Radar Jun 2020 #12
No, it's cool Ahpook Jun 2020 #14
Music from that era is a direct hit to the heart Under The Radar Jun 2020 #18
the close calls would likely all have been disasters. My real true love and I are in our 40th NRaleighLiberal Jun 2020 #16
Great to hear Ahpook Jun 2020 #19
Congratulations yourself. yonder Jun 2020 #20
Yes. I dodged that bullet Generic Brad Jun 2020 #22
I married my first love at 19 BigMin28 Jun 2020 #23
BigMin28.....I'm so sorry Upthevibe Jun 2020 #45
Thank you BigMin28 Jun 2020 #46
Without sounding overly religious, I have lived to thank God that all my prayers... NNadir Jun 2020 #24
Without question. Aristus Jun 2020 #25
With great affection. OAITW r.2.0 Jun 2020 #26
With a trace of nostalgia, but also with gratitude, like "Pamela Brown" DFW Jun 2020 #28
I remember her fondly PJMcK Jun 2020 #29
We were on competing ski teams. He was the number one racer on the best team and I was smirkymonkey Jun 2020 #30
How do I remember him? wnylib Jun 2020 #31
fondly. n/t malthaussen Jun 2020 #33
We're still friends. She'll always have a place in my heart. CanonRay Jun 2020 #34
It's been 40 years OriginalGeek Jun 2020 #35
Still love her. Always will. (nt) Paladin Jun 2020 #36
My first love has ended in tragedy. catbyte Jun 2020 #39
Fondlingly.... jalan48 Jun 2020 #41
As someone who became a controlling, possessive asshole... 3catwoman3 Jun 2020 #42
Her name was Janet Wolf Frankula Jun 2020 #44

Skittles

(153,147 posts)
1. I think of him often
Fri Jun 26, 2020, 10:45 PM
Jun 2020

Last edited Fri Jun 26, 2020, 11:24 PM - Edit history (1)

I was 14 and was in England....my dad got very sick and was flown back to America, a week later I went back to America too and have not seen or heard from my first love since.

Skittles

(153,147 posts)
13. on the internet I see he is out west
Fri Jun 26, 2020, 11:20 PM
Jun 2020

his mum had just died so I waited and then when I searched for him again, his niece had just died in a car wreck....have not looked lately

hunter

(38,310 posts)
2. I jumped out of her moving car in Berkeley.
Fri Jun 26, 2020, 10:46 PM
Jun 2020

Nobody wanted to sit next to the crazy bloody guy on the long bus ride home.

hunter

(38,310 posts)
9. You are lucky.
Fri Jun 26, 2020, 10:59 PM
Jun 2020

My heart was crushed two-and-a-half times and badly bruised a few more times before i met my wife.


yonder

(9,663 posts)
17. Same here sorta. Then you learn the bruising helps
Fri Jun 26, 2020, 11:37 PM
Jun 2020

in finding the key to what may work for each other.

Solly Mack

(90,762 posts)
6. He's dead. Died just before his 50th birthday.
Fri Jun 26, 2020, 10:57 PM
Jun 2020

I didn't find out until a couple of months after. Talked with a mutual friend from all those years ago. Hadn't seen or talked to either in almost 40 years. Called the friend to get the details. Won't go into it but tragic is the word that comes to mind.

Felt odd for a few days and realized I was grieving. It took a little time for me.

Actually glad we didn't end up together but everyone thought we would. Still...

I remember his smile. It was beautiful.

Solly Mack

(90,762 posts)
27. Everyone felt that way at the time and for a few years
Sat Jun 27, 2020, 12:53 AM
Jun 2020

after we went our separate ways.

But yes, it was considered the way things would turn out. A done deal.

I made a point of breaking all shared connections. Didn't need to hear about the inevitability of it all. I had other plans.

Zoonart

(11,849 posts)
7. I do...
Fri Jun 26, 2020, 10:58 PM
Jun 2020

High school sweethearts, drifted apart afterwards as I went to Mexico to art school. Married other people happily. We still email on one another's birthday. See one another once in a blue moon at reunions.

Under The Radar

(3,401 posts)
12. Glad to see this post...
Fri Jun 26, 2020, 11:19 PM
Jun 2020

I don’t reflect in some way on my 1st love every day anymore but it is several times a week 40 years later. Still have dreams at night at least once a week, the kind of dreams that leave an impact on my emotional mood most of the day.
We dated from the age of 15 until my 3rd year of college when we decided to date other people. Separate colleges 600 miles apart was our wedge. Wasn’t fesable to visit each other more than once a quarter or on holidays. Letters took 3 to 4 days, and long distance phone calls could cost $100 an hour. I often reflect on how iPhones could have made things different.
Often dread on how I should have fought harder.
Truthfully this is the first that I have spoken of that relationship to anyone. You could likely get a good turnout for a “first loves forum”. Good to see that I am not the only one that has those feelings, have thought of it being unhealthy to have those feelings.

Ahpook

(2,749 posts)
14. No, it's cool
Fri Jun 26, 2020, 11:28 PM
Jun 2020

I was listening to some music that took me back a few years.

She said I would miss her and was correct. I was young and dumb!

Under The Radar

(3,401 posts)
18. Music from that era is a direct hit to the heart
Fri Jun 26, 2020, 11:40 PM
Jun 2020

“Youth is wasted on the young” as said by George Bernard Shaw. And now wisdom is wasted when we are old and can no longer put it to good use.

NRaleighLiberal

(60,014 posts)
16. the close calls would likely all have been disasters. My real true love and I are in our 40th
Fri Jun 26, 2020, 11:31 PM
Jun 2020

year of bliss...soul mates, best friends, just all great.

I thought I was in love a few times back in the day (but likely it was just young lust!!!!).

Generic Brad

(14,274 posts)
22. Yes. I dodged that bullet
Fri Jun 26, 2020, 11:45 PM
Jun 2020

My life has turned out way better than it ever could have with her. She hurt me so bad it took years to get past her betrayal. I have no curiosity about what happened to her. I’m just grateful I’m not part of it.

BigMin28

(1,176 posts)
23. I married my first love at 19
Fri Jun 26, 2020, 11:47 PM
Jun 2020

We had a daughter a year later. Unfortunately he died in a motorcycle accident when I was 23. Now 34 years later, I still miss him.

NNadir

(33,512 posts)
24. Without sounding overly religious, I have lived to thank God that all my prayers...
Fri Jun 26, 2020, 11:47 PM
Jun 2020

...have not been answered.

(The quote is from the Children's writer Jean Ingelow.)

Aristus

(66,316 posts)
25. Without question.
Fri Jun 26, 2020, 11:58 PM
Jun 2020

My first love. My first kiss. The sister of a friend from school. We have a brief, blazing first love. Then she moved on.

One of the few people from my school days whom I haven't reconnected with on social media. Someone told me her married name. I looked her up. Happily married with adult children. I'm happy for her...

DFW

(54,341 posts)
28. With a trace of nostalgia, but also with gratitude, like "Pamela Brown"
Sat Jun 27, 2020, 02:30 AM
Jun 2020

"Lord, I hope she's happy, 'cause she sure deserves to be
Especially for what she did for me."

Like Aristus, I looked her up, and she has adult children, presumably successful ones. The guy she married was involved in some dubious international bank scandal in 2008, and was given a €150 million golden parachute to go away, which I'm sure he was happy to do.

If she hadn't left for the bigger and better deal, I never would have met the woman who became my wife, and THAT--though I never would have found out--would have been the biggest tragedy of all.

PJMcK

(22,031 posts)
29. I remember her fondly
Sat Jun 27, 2020, 04:02 AM
Jun 2020

We dated for about 2-1/2 years then stayed friendly for another 5 or so before losing touch. I always wondered where her life took her.

Twenty years later, we re-connected through a mutual friend. With phone calls and email, we reestablished a friendship and shared our respective lives. Although we never saw one another, and there were no illusions or fantasies about getting together, we had our history as a bridge to our new relationship.

Then one day, I got a phone call from her daughter with whom I had spoken on several occasions. My first love had died suddenly at only 58 years old. For about an hour, I stared at a blank wall trying to comprehend my feelings.

Although I'm a very happily married man sharing a wonderful life, there is a hole in my heart.

 

smirkymonkey

(63,221 posts)
30. We were on competing ski teams. He was the number one racer on the best team and I was
Sat Jun 27, 2020, 04:42 AM
Jun 2020

infatuated with him (I don't know if you would call it love, although I thought it was at the time). Anyway, I spent some time in the summer in the resort town where he lived and we eventually got together the summer before my sophomore year in college, however I was kind of the party girl from hell at the time and not ready to settle down at such a young age.

We still dated over the years when we were able to get together, but the more I got to know him, the more I realized we just weren't compatible. He was a nice person, but we just weren't right for each other. We really had nothing in common.

I finally broke it off a year after college and I am not sure what happened to him. He probably got married and had a family and I hope he is very happy now. I still feel a little bad about the whole thing, but he is much better off I am sure. I know for certain that it never would have worked.

wnylib

(21,428 posts)
31. How do I remember him?
Sat Jun 27, 2020, 06:58 AM
Jun 2020

My memories are mixed. We were on and off for nearly 4 years and dated others in between. He was smart, good-looking, and had a good sense of humor. But it was complicated for being so young. (Age 13 to 17 for me; he was 3 years older.)

One memory that I enjoy happened after we got back together, and I found that he was still seeing another girl. It involved my uncle, who is also my godfather, so he was always giving me thoughtful presents. This uncle looked younger than his age and was very good looking.

So when First Love brought me home on Valentine's Day, my mother told me, "Someone is here to see you." First Love followed us into the kitchen where my uncle gave me a hug, handed me a big Valentine box of chocolates, and called me his "sweet 16." (He had stopped by on his way to work on the night shift.)

First Love instantly got huffy and said he wasn't going to play competition games. (He of the 2 girlfriends at once) It got worse when my uncle realized the misunderstanding and laughed, since he was 30, married with 3 children, and my blood relative, for pete's sake.

I totally enjoyed the tables being turned, even though briefly, but my mother and uncle explained who he was.

First Love was eager to get married but I was still a junior in high school. It was the Vietnam era and he wanted a draft exemption. So it ended for the last time between us when he knocked up another girl and married her.




OriginalGeek

(12,132 posts)
35. It's been 40 years
Sat Jun 27, 2020, 12:27 PM
Jun 2020

since we were high school sweethearts and we are still friends on Facebook.

She's married to the guy she left me for although that marriage came later. I mean, we were together in High School. We broke up and she dated another guy from our high school for a while and they broke up. life moved on for everyone and she went to college, met a guy and got married, had some kids and divorced. Our high school friend became a fireman, got married and divorced and then many years later they hooked up again and have been married for a long while.

Meanwhile I moved out of state and went to college and met my wife. We have been married 34 years next month.

We all ended up where we should be and we are still friends.

catbyte

(34,372 posts)
39. My first love has ended in tragedy.
Sat Jun 27, 2020, 05:43 PM
Jun 2020

He became a MAGAt so I had to block him on all social media when I found out. That's one of my dealbreakers.

Thank heavens my taste in men vastly improved after I got to college.

But, let's face it. pickings were kinda slim in the little town in northern lower Michigan I grew up in. He's still there.

3catwoman3

(23,971 posts)
42. As someone who became a controlling, possessive asshole...
Sun Jun 28, 2020, 01:42 AM
Jun 2020

...when I made the mistake of deciding to go to the same college he chose. We started dating about the middle of our junior year of high school. Once away from home at that college, he changed. It took me too long to recognize it. Anything I wanted to do that did not involve him was a threat to him - even something as benign as having breakfast with my suitemates. We were in all the same classes. I joined a small dance troupe on campus and he pitched a fit when he found out we were going to perform wearing leotards - "I don't want anyone gazing at your form."

The brother of a high school classmate was killed in car accident. I was brokenhearted for her. He scolded me for crying about this - "You should be thinking about ME."

I no longer recall my precise breaking point, but it would have been wanting to do something in which he was not included. "It seems like you don't want to be with me."

By then, he was right. That was sophomore year of college. I transferred to a different school.

He has never come to any class reunions, thank goodness. I don't wish him ill, but I sure as hell never want to see him again.

Wolf Frankula

(3,600 posts)
44. Her name was Janet
Sun Jun 28, 2020, 02:12 AM
Jun 2020

I haven't seen her in 50 years. A few years ago I saw a picture of her. She looked amazingly like I remember her.

Wolf

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