Regret and Heartache: Turning Down a Confession of Love

I rejected someone’s confession and regretted it.

At first, I thought we were just friends. We liked similar things and had similar family situations. You used to say you didn’t like anyone and preferred being alone. I thought we were good friends. Then, you started treating me better, asking about my birthday and saying you’d remember it. I wondered if you liked me, but I quickly dismissed the thought due to my low self-esteem.

Then, out of the blue, you confessed your feelings for me. I panicked and asked for a month to think about it. Our relationship improved during that month, and I wanted to give it a chance. But I worried that being together would make you feel guilty and restricted due to my mood swings, so I rejected you.

That night, you said it was lucky and regretful to know me and that we wouldn’t contact each other again. I cried for a long time. Even though I rejected you, I felt so sad and melodramatic.

After a week, I regretted it and reached out to you, but you said I might just need time to get used to not having you in my life. A month later, I realized I really liked you.

I couldn’t resist contacting you again and asked if you still liked me. You firmly said no, and I was furious. It was me who rejected you, but I was the one feeling so upset. I became obsessed with thoughts of you.

I added drama by telling you I liked you and couldn’t forget you, then pretended to delete your messages to see if you’d add me back. But it was all my drama, and you didn’t add me back.

I confronted you, asking for direct rejection to help me move on. You said not to pursue you because it would bother you, as you no longer liked me. That’s when I realized you really didn’t like me anymore.

I couldn’t understand why it was so easy for you to like and forget someone. It had only been a month and seven days. Maybe it was just a fleeting feeling, and I made myself too important. Everyone is just a passing visitor in someone’s life.

Before you came into my life, I was content being alone, watching dramas, movies, playing games, and exercising. But you slowly entered my life. We went from occasional chats to talking every day. I became more dependent and fragile, but now you’re gone.

I realized that it’s really hard for men and women to have pure friendship. I shouldn’t keep in touch with someone of the opposite sex; it can lead to liking and dependence.

Time heals all wounds, and I know everything will get better.

I read many methods to get over heartbreak online, even though we were never together. Some methods actually work. I hope I can forget you soon!

Meeting you was both lucky and regretful.

Today, when we met face to face, I felt indifferent. I thought, “It’s you,” but you just walked past me and talked to our mutual friends. I don’t know what to say, haha.

You said you didn’t want to get close to me to avoid hurting me, but now that you don’t like me, why can’t you just acknowledge me like a normal friend, with a nod or a smile? It feels like you’re hostile towards me. You smile and joke with everyone, but treat me like a fly.

I rejected you, then told you I liked you. Maybe you really despise my fickleness. I’m trying hard to control myself, not to disturb you or show my emotions. I act happy at work every day, for them, for you, and for myself.

I remind myself every day that time will heal everything.

I can’t understand why you can suddenly dislike someone, and why you seem to be a master of emotions. I may be dramatic, but you’re really mean. I hope you think twice before getting involved with someone next time!

I will forget you as soon as possible! The fortune teller said I’d find a boyfriend this year, and he will like me more than you! You will regret missing such a gentle, kind, considerate, and lovely girl like me!

Whenever I want to contact you, I remember our conversation. It hurts, but it’s effective.

“I like you, should I pursue you? Will it bother you?”
“Yes, don’t pursue me. I don’t like you.”

I must always remember this! I shouldn’t disturb you, or keep imagining things. You don’t like me anymore; I need to be clear-headed!

Some time passed, and you became just another awkward person, like everyone else.

After a while, I realized that I didn’t care about you as much. Time really is a great healer. I thought a lot during this time. Maybe I gave you the wrong impression at the beginning by caring too much. Maybe I shouldn’t have told you my secrets that I couldn’t share with others. Maybe that’s why you liked me. This is the most acceptable answer I can think of.

But why do you have to hate me so much now that you don’t like me anymore? I don’t understand. Since those days, I haven’t bothered you. I strictly treat you like a normal colleague, but you make me feel terrible, like I did something wrong.

I regret telling you those secrets. If I hadn’t, maybe we could have stayed friends and not ended up like this. I don’t care about you as much as before, but I’m starting to dislike you, as thinking about you brings negativity. I don’t understand why I feel this way now.

Anyway, it doesn’t matter. One day, I’ll feel indifferent when I think of you, and all the regrets will fade with time.

Even though I see you at work every day, I want to say goodbye to you. This time it’s for real. I’ll never care about anything related to you again. Goodbye.

Almost a year has passed, and the other day, I heard something shocking.

You had been sharing our chat history in a group chat from the beginning, then continuously badmouthing me. Even though a year has passed, hearing your name still makes my heart race. But after hearing that, I’ve truly let go. I’m grateful for my initial choice.