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female
age
30-35,
anonymous
writes:I met this guy in the summer, before I moved to Ottawa. I had planned on moving back to Hamilton, and he started messaging me on face book after he promptly added me telling me that he was going to drive down with my best friend at the time to get me, because they were close friends too and she had told him. They both came and he helped me set up a lot of my stuff, he got my cell number and would constantly text me and invite me out for a drive, come pick me up and we would just talk about everything. Then we started hanging out with each other at night, mostly drinking. He would talk a lot about the girls he's been with and my best friend. He kissed me and I laughed. And we didn't really talk about it. My best friend at the time, who I'm sure was interested in him, though she was dating someone else started inviting him out. Or if he wanted to come over to see us she would make up an excuse as to why he couldn't come if I was there. At first this didn't really bother me because I didn't know he was interested in me at all. I thought he was just being friendly and kissed me because he was intoxicated.We hung out again and we got pretty physical, he said all his friends liked me and I was so beautiful and he wanted to date me but it takes him a while to ask girls out. So I went home in the morning. And that became the routine for us, we would go to his house drunk and fall asleep, maybe kiss a bit. But it was always a night time thing. My cell got cut off the next day so I never heard from him and from then on it was just through my best friend we communicated, and she never told me what he'd say or tell him what I'd say. Eventually he stopped trying to talk to me at all. He stopped talking to me on facebook, and he stopped asking me to come out.I eventually called him from a landline and asked to see him, and he said he was at a party but he would take a cab over and we would have drinks at his house and just sleep. So we did, and we ended up having sex. I felt really cheap and gross, so I walked home while he was sleeping, he sent me a message on face book asking if I got home alright, and never responded back to anything else. We met again at a party and I was already intoxicated and said he didn't like me, and he said he did he just had no way of contacting me, which wasn't true because I live on my own now and he has my number. But he kept saying that he cared a lot about me, but my ex boyfriend kept coming and glaring at him whenever we were together so he kept leaving and we didn't get a chance to talk. We met again at another party, but because my ex was there, and wouldn't leave me alone, we never spoke and it was extremely awkward, now we never speak and I never hear anything from him.What happened to us? What do I do to make him talk to me again, or was he just lonely and confused about what he wanted? Did he use me? I have a sinking feeling that my best friend manipulated the situation, because she was interested in him because she never wanted us to be in the same place together.
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reader, PunkyPippi  +, writes (22 January 2009):
 Meet with him face to face and tell him all of this. Keep your "friend" out of it.
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