I've been feeling a bit down lately over something silly that happened in my past (almost 25 years ago in fact). It's not something I can really talk to anybody about, as you'll probably see, and this site is relatively anonymous and I figured it might help for me to air it out in some fashion.
It actually started with a dream I had a few days ago about someone I dated for a few weeks in the summer of 1994. Obviously being 25 years ago some of the details are fuzzy. What I do remember is that I was home for the summer from college after my Freshman year. I lived in South Jersey at the time. I was working part-time at a department store in the area. I was not dating anyone at the time and a friend of mine at the store set me up with another friend of hers. I was a little hesitant at first because I was really looking forward to going back to college (which was about 2 hours away in Northeast PA) and I wasn't looking to get attached to someone back in NJ--long distance relationships and all. But I decided, what the hell. So I met with her and I liked her. She was nice, had a good personality, she was pretty. She was still in high school, I believe she was going to be a senior, so maybe 2 years younger than me. But I wasn't snobbish about dating someone in high school--I actually didn't give it a second thought.
She lived near the Delaware River in NJ so I remember taking some walks near the river with her and we got along well. I didn't lead her on or anything. I was clear I was looking forward to going back to college and wasn't looking for a long distance relationship. If she lived closer to my college it probably would have been a different story. But anyway, to continue the story--one of the details I remembered was she had medium long light brown hair that she use to pin back away from her face. And I remember asking if she ever wore it down. Not really she had told me. I asked her to give it a try sometime. I liked her hair and thought it might be nice to see it down sometime. Then I picked her up for a date and we decided to see a movie, "The Mask" with Jim Carrey (funny how you remember some details and not others, but there you go). And she had her hair down. I was flattered and she looked very pretty with her hair down and I told her as much...along with letting her know I was flattered (I forget the words I used, but I think I was clear that I was impressed). We went to see the movie. I was rather shy around girls in those days. I had dated 2 girls previous to that but was still awkward. I had a hard time deciphering signals and that sort of thing. Even though we were getting along great and she even let her hair down for me, as it were, I wasn't really sure how she felt (duh, I know). And during the movie I wanted to hold her hand but I wasn't sure if I should (I think back and wonder how I even worked up the nerve to ask her on a date
). I sort of left my hand hanging there and finally I guess she got the hint I wanted to hold her hand and she finally took my hand in hers. Other things I remembered is talking in my van for a while as well as hanging out with her and her family on her back porch. But I tried to keep my feelings in check because, you know, I was going back to college. I tried a long distance relationship the year prior and it didn't last a month. And I actually cared about this girl and didn't want to hurt her, so I kept a bit of distance. We never kissed, though I think she would have. And eventually I went to college and moved on. Though I went home about a month and a half later and saw our mutual friend at the store we both worked at and I asked how she was doing. I was told she had just started dating someone else and I was happy for her. I sort of got the impression from our friend that she (the girl I was dating) was a bit disappointed nothing more came of us. I forgot exactly what she said but I came away with the feeling that she did have some feelings for me and despite my efforts to avoid it that she was a bit hurt.
I do admit, sometimes, to wondering what would have happened if I had asked her if she wanted to give it a go....that is try a long distance relationship. I mean, 2 hours isn't forever. I wouldn't have seen her every week, but I probably would have seen her at least once a month, and of course a month around Christmas and almost 4 months in the summer. I think back about her and while I was terrible at reading signals, I did feel a level of comfort around her. Maybe it was because I was going back to school and already 'decided' this was not going to be a relationship. But honestly I don't think so. She was easy to talk to, and I did like her. Now that I'm 44 I look back and realize she sent me plenty of signals that she liked me as well. I think if I asked her if she wanted to continue to see each other I think she would have been willing to give it a try. I had a dream a few days ago about our time together and I don't know why I'm feeling down about it all of a sudden. Yes, it was someone I let get away maybe. Thinking back there was a certain chemistry, but I was so hell bent on going back to college, and I would still have done that no question. But maybe I didn't look enough at the possibilities. But we all have regrets. While I think of her from time to time and wonder what if, and wonder what happened to her, it never really made me feel down before. Maybe it's a mid-life crisis. I don't know. I mean, since then I got married, have a good job, a daughter. We all have those what if moments...if we could go back and change something, maybe a mistake, or just given something a try we didn't try before. Would it have worked? Well, that I'll never know of course. And we only saw each other for a few weeks. But unlike my other relationships that didn't work out, perhaps I regret this one a bit because I never gave it a chance.
Anyway, I wanted to get that off my chest in some format. Not something I care to talk about with people I know. One because it's a bit embarrassing. And while I'm not as awkward as I once was, I'm still hesitant about talking about feelings I have.
It actually started with a dream I had a few days ago about someone I dated for a few weeks in the summer of 1994. Obviously being 25 years ago some of the details are fuzzy. What I do remember is that I was home for the summer from college after my Freshman year. I lived in South Jersey at the time. I was working part-time at a department store in the area. I was not dating anyone at the time and a friend of mine at the store set me up with another friend of hers. I was a little hesitant at first because I was really looking forward to going back to college (which was about 2 hours away in Northeast PA) and I wasn't looking to get attached to someone back in NJ--long distance relationships and all. But I decided, what the hell. So I met with her and I liked her. She was nice, had a good personality, she was pretty. She was still in high school, I believe she was going to be a senior, so maybe 2 years younger than me. But I wasn't snobbish about dating someone in high school--I actually didn't give it a second thought.
She lived near the Delaware River in NJ so I remember taking some walks near the river with her and we got along well. I didn't lead her on or anything. I was clear I was looking forward to going back to college and wasn't looking for a long distance relationship. If she lived closer to my college it probably would have been a different story. But anyway, to continue the story--one of the details I remembered was she had medium long light brown hair that she use to pin back away from her face. And I remember asking if she ever wore it down. Not really she had told me. I asked her to give it a try sometime. I liked her hair and thought it might be nice to see it down sometime. Then I picked her up for a date and we decided to see a movie, "The Mask" with Jim Carrey (funny how you remember some details and not others, but there you go). And she had her hair down. I was flattered and she looked very pretty with her hair down and I told her as much...along with letting her know I was flattered (I forget the words I used, but I think I was clear that I was impressed). We went to see the movie. I was rather shy around girls in those days. I had dated 2 girls previous to that but was still awkward. I had a hard time deciphering signals and that sort of thing. Even though we were getting along great and she even let her hair down for me, as it were, I wasn't really sure how she felt (duh, I know). And during the movie I wanted to hold her hand but I wasn't sure if I should (I think back and wonder how I even worked up the nerve to ask her on a date

I do admit, sometimes, to wondering what would have happened if I had asked her if she wanted to give it a go....that is try a long distance relationship. I mean, 2 hours isn't forever. I wouldn't have seen her every week, but I probably would have seen her at least once a month, and of course a month around Christmas and almost 4 months in the summer. I think back about her and while I was terrible at reading signals, I did feel a level of comfort around her. Maybe it was because I was going back to school and already 'decided' this was not going to be a relationship. But honestly I don't think so. She was easy to talk to, and I did like her. Now that I'm 44 I look back and realize she sent me plenty of signals that she liked me as well. I think if I asked her if she wanted to continue to see each other I think she would have been willing to give it a try. I had a dream a few days ago about our time together and I don't know why I'm feeling down about it all of a sudden. Yes, it was someone I let get away maybe. Thinking back there was a certain chemistry, but I was so hell bent on going back to college, and I would still have done that no question. But maybe I didn't look enough at the possibilities. But we all have regrets. While I think of her from time to time and wonder what if, and wonder what happened to her, it never really made me feel down before. Maybe it's a mid-life crisis. I don't know. I mean, since then I got married, have a good job, a daughter. We all have those what if moments...if we could go back and change something, maybe a mistake, or just given something a try we didn't try before. Would it have worked? Well, that I'll never know of course. And we only saw each other for a few weeks. But unlike my other relationships that didn't work out, perhaps I regret this one a bit because I never gave it a chance.
Anyway, I wanted to get that off my chest in some format. Not something I care to talk about with people I know. One because it's a bit embarrassing. And while I'm not as awkward as I once was, I'm still hesitant about talking about feelings I have.
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