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arwen7
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I write this from someone who has been there.
(scroll down to the second last paragraph, if you don't care to read my experience)
My story:
I was in a friendship with a Christian male that I met at university for 3 years; someone who I clicked with from the start. There was an age gap of 7 years but in some ways he was very mature for his age. I thought that it might be more then friendship, so I asked him out on a date. He declined, saying my age was kind of an issue. I accepted this and we remained friends. Over the 2nd year, we became closer physically and emotionally. Physically meaning hugging and holding. He told me that he loves me and that he's never let me go. And he showed it too: he stood by me during a stressful time in my life. He also told me about his struggles with a porn addiction, and I was always there to talk. That meant a lot to him.
But then he spoke about girls that he had crushes on. He would ask girls on dates and had three girl friends for short periods of time during 2 years. This was devastating to me and I believe he could tell. One of his girlfriends also attended the same university. He promised me that our intimacy would never change. But it had to! That would be cheating! I ended the friendship. I couldn't stand my heart being crushed every time I would see them together. When they broke up, I slowly slipped back into the friendship, thinking God put him in my life for a reason. The love I was given was so strong. We ended up getting more intimate- massages, tickling, flirting and talking often about sex (not with each other but in general). And yet, he still spoke about other girls. I was so embarrased of the rejection I felt that I didn't tell him how much it was killing me. And I knew deep down inside that the intimacy that made me feel so loved would end. I spent many nights in anguish, wishing that I had never met him. Begging God to help me. I felt I was over my head.
I reached out. With a lot of support and accountability from loving Christian friends; they held me up when I felt that I couldn't stand on my own. I broke free from the friendship. I told him everything I felt- the rejection and shame. I realized that our friendship was always meant to end and it should have as soon as we got intimate. He graduated this past year so I won't have to see him again. I thank God.
The reason I tell my story is to' hopefully, give some insight to the importance of boundaries within a male-female friendship (Christian or not). I think when there is physical component to a friendship (or a dating relationship), it adds a certain dynamic to it: its becomes deeper, stronger, more meaningful. But I don't think that God ever meant it to be in a male-female friendship. I believe that men and women were made for each other. One possess characteristics that the other is attracted to. We compliment each other. But in this case, the heart becomes attached without commitment, it gets ripped out and what is left are feelings of betrayal, anger and shame. What I went through wasn't something that God created us for.
I don't know if or why God put him in my life. Maybe I'll understand one day. I'm still fighting the shame I feel for staying all that time and that I should have known better. I am responsible for what went on as well. Ultimately, we get to decided who we left into our little world and get to discern who we allow to get closer to us. Perhaps, you have more sense than I did and wouldn't fall into the same situation like I was in, but I felt that this was important to share.
(scroll down to the second last paragraph, if you don't care to read my experience)
My story:
I was in a friendship with a Christian male that I met at university for 3 years; someone who I clicked with from the start. There was an age gap of 7 years but in some ways he was very mature for his age. I thought that it might be more then friendship, so I asked him out on a date. He declined, saying my age was kind of an issue. I accepted this and we remained friends. Over the 2nd year, we became closer physically and emotionally. Physically meaning hugging and holding. He told me that he loves me and that he's never let me go. And he showed it too: he stood by me during a stressful time in my life. He also told me about his struggles with a porn addiction, and I was always there to talk. That meant a lot to him.
But then he spoke about girls that he had crushes on. He would ask girls on dates and had three girl friends for short periods of time during 2 years. This was devastating to me and I believe he could tell. One of his girlfriends also attended the same university. He promised me that our intimacy would never change. But it had to! That would be cheating! I ended the friendship. I couldn't stand my heart being crushed every time I would see them together. When they broke up, I slowly slipped back into the friendship, thinking God put him in my life for a reason. The love I was given was so strong. We ended up getting more intimate- massages, tickling, flirting and talking often about sex (not with each other but in general). And yet, he still spoke about other girls. I was so embarrased of the rejection I felt that I didn't tell him how much it was killing me. And I knew deep down inside that the intimacy that made me feel so loved would end. I spent many nights in anguish, wishing that I had never met him. Begging God to help me. I felt I was over my head.
I reached out. With a lot of support and accountability from loving Christian friends; they held me up when I felt that I couldn't stand on my own. I broke free from the friendship. I told him everything I felt- the rejection and shame. I realized that our friendship was always meant to end and it should have as soon as we got intimate. He graduated this past year so I won't have to see him again. I thank God.
The reason I tell my story is to' hopefully, give some insight to the importance of boundaries within a male-female friendship (Christian or not). I think when there is physical component to a friendship (or a dating relationship), it adds a certain dynamic to it: its becomes deeper, stronger, more meaningful. But I don't think that God ever meant it to be in a male-female friendship. I believe that men and women were made for each other. One possess characteristics that the other is attracted to. We compliment each other. But in this case, the heart becomes attached without commitment, it gets ripped out and what is left are feelings of betrayal, anger and shame. What I went through wasn't something that God created us for.
I don't know if or why God put him in my life. Maybe I'll understand one day. I'm still fighting the shame I feel for staying all that time and that I should have known better. I am responsible for what went on as well. Ultimately, we get to decided who we left into our little world and get to discern who we allow to get closer to us. Perhaps, you have more sense than I did and wouldn't fall into the same situation like I was in, but I felt that this was important to share.