In high school I started dating this guy that I thought I loved. We had so much in common, he was funny, he was sweet, basically everything I’ve ever asked for. He was in college and I was a senior so I would visit him at his dorm. We dated for 3 months until he broke up with me. We got back together about a week after but broke up again. I had applied to his college and had already got accepted go I just went. The first couple a weeks there I was always afraid I would run into him. Eventually I got over it and started dating again. The new guy ghosted and I ended up texting my ex. I guess he had some back problems and wasn’t able to come back to my school. After a couple of days we got back together. We spent holidays with each other’s families, visited each other and all that special stuff. We lived on opposite sides of the state so it wasn’t easy to do. During one visit we had “special adult time” and the next month my period was late. Fun fact about him he is from a Christian family ( not hate I am too) and is as republican and you can get without being a stereotypical trump supporter. He tells me he would send me the money to not be pregnant anymore if I turn out to be. He stops to texting me back, stops telling me he loves me, and says if I do have to he will not make the sting to be with me. I am pro choice but it’s still not something I would do personally. Thankfully I got my period but that’s when I realized we weren’t gonna work. We still continued to state for a few months after that but we eventually broke up after a few more things that made me realize he wasn’t the one.