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Your first love

Do you remember your first love

  • Clear as a bell

    Votes: 25 52.1%
  • Kinda/sorta okay. Not really. No.

    Votes: 5 10.4%
  • With great fondness

    Votes: 11 22.9%
  • With great disdain/contempt/hate is such a strong word, no?

    Votes: 3 6.3%
  • We have not yet been properly introduced

    Votes: 4 8.3%

  • Total voters
    48

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Do you remember? Some members are awfully young, here. Have you even met your first love yet?
 
Do you remember? Some members are awfully young, here. Have you even met your first love yet?

Love or infatuation? My first infatuation was a gal named Faith. My first love however was a gal named Katie. Didn't meet Faith until I was in 8th grade. Didn't meet Katie until I was 22. Then after all that I didn't meet my real love until I met my wife at age 25.

Btw, voted for "quite clearly" but "with great fondness" works also. On both of them. ;)
 
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Love. The kind whereby you ... man. I remember being in the back of a deuce-and-a-half. Doug looked up as he was going to help me down, and I remember to this day, 30+ years later, how his blue eyes were a match for the October sky, and I promptly quit breathing. I remember pretending to beat on him, laughing, when he looked at me and sang "Wish you could come, but I don't need no woman tagging along."
 
I remember, yes. Not clear as bell, but I remember. :)
 
I married her and 33 years later she betrayed me. Not who I thought she was at all.

You married your first love?

I hear ya. I was betrayed after 13 years of marriage, and had the same shock and disbelief. Almost threw away the entire marriage, assuming it had all been a lie. But we WERE happy for at least 12 years. I'm not giving up that reality simply because that man no longer exists.
 
I'll never forget the day, she turned up on my doorstep, she was a really dark black, with holes in all the right places, I plugged in and away we went for hours, I'll always remember that X-box.
 
I married her and 33 years later she betrayed me. Not who I thought she was at all.

But I notice you didn't vote the disdain/contempt vote (I didn't make the votes public, but nobody has voted that as yet.)
 
Love or infatuation? My first infatuation was a gal named Faith. My first love however was a gal named Katie. Didn't meet Faith until I was in 8th grade. Didn't meet Katie until I was 22. Then after all that I didn't meet my real love until I met my wife at age 25.

Btw, voted for "quite clearly" but "with great fondness" works also. On both of them. ;)

I know! I did that thing where I finish the poll and realize Oh. Crap. :( I stuffed up.
 
Yeah. I also remember the types of love I experience evolving as I'm getting older.

I had a high school sweetheart. We were together for 2 years. We cared about each other a lot, and loved each other in the way we could at the time. But I can't quite figure out what it was based on. We're still friends - and I'm not sure he knows either. Anyway, it was a nice ride, and we both walked away from it fondly.

But it doesn't hold a candle to the type of love I experience now. The definition of my "first love" has changed. I thought it was that high school sweetheart... but I think I was wrong about that.

Nah. I met my first love about 2.5 years ago. And it's pretty much the saddest thing ever. We broke it off, for practical reasons - I was leaving the country - in the hopes that if we did it early we'd get over it.

That never happened. It still hasn't happened. It's been a year. We've carried on, dated other people. We had to make a rule that we don't talk while we're dating other people. But eventually that got stupid, and we're both single (for reasons unrelated to each other), and in the same place with it. This is ridiculous, but it's still there, and it's not going away. We send letters - paper ones - sometimes. We get into stupid self-defeating conversations, and idly talk about a visit sometime. A time that generally seems to exist somewhere in the mid-term future. It's a sleeping dog that stretches itself out, and waits until we're ready to deal with it.

We're not yet.
 
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Do you remember? Some members are awfully young, here. Have you even met your first love yet?

I was 12, she was in 14.
I was so skittish that I didn't do "things" when she was very interested in doing them.

Remember her name very well.
Was so depressed when she broke up with me.
 
Very, very vaguely. I was 14 going on 30, I think he was almost 18 going on 12. I don't even know why I thought I was in love with him. Whatever that means at 14. :lol: Anyway, no, not really.
 
It was high school. I was a terrible human being. She was worse.
 
Do you remember? Some members are awfully young, here. Have you even met your first love yet?

I remember her first name, but not her last. She was also a total idiot, but a freak in bed, which is good for any 13 yearold boy.
 
Any regrets, anybody?
 
Do you remember? Some members are awfully young, here. Have you even met your first love yet?

There are only 2 people I personally know who, if I received a phone call one day telling me they were dead, I would be sincerely happy: my first love is one of them. 7-year engagement, 11-year marriage and a divorce process going on 3 years now. It's not the abuse, it's not the adultery, it's that she kidnapped my children, I haven't seen them in a year, have no idea where they are, am deploying to combat zone soon and will likely have no contact with them for the duration.

Her death would bring me great peace.
 
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Clear as a bell and it was over 50 years ago....you never forget
 
Any regrets, anybody?

Numerous.

There was a point in highschool where I got to choose between 2 girls. What I was to whipped to see was the 3rd option, to forget them both and join the service. That's what I should have don. I ignored several red-flags because she was feeding me what I needed emotionally. At least for a while.....
 
I remember him. It's kind of hard to forget him when he's still one of my best friends. I was 17, he was older. We never really had a crushing break-up kind of thing. He moved away when the feelings were just beginning to develop, they peaked some months later, then slowly started to ebb as life caught up with us. We ended up not talking for about four years and reconnected about a year and a half ago.

My second love, on the other hand, was the most passionate, soul-consuming, and then soul-crushing experience I've yet to crawl my way through. I was completely convinced he was "the one" (having never believed in soul mates prior). Turns out, he was "the one", but not in some sort of romantic, Nicholas Sparks kind of way. He was the one to teach me how much heart break hurts, the one who teach me how it feels to be cheated on, the one to teach me how inconsiderate and hurtful a lover can be, the one to teach me that love doesn't negate lies, the one to teach me that I hadn't hit bottom before him, the one to teach me how to build and maintain a wall, the one to teach me that admitting failure hurts almost as much as losing something that powerful.
 
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Yes. I still love her. Haven't talked to her in at least a year though. Probably a good thing, that.
 
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