The short answer=NO! I regret it to this day. One of my friends saw him on FB and told me. He is a 50-something covered in tattoos and abrasive. What a WASTE of my time. I was so naive that it took me a couple of years to figure out that he was cheating on me. You live and you learn. His parents hated me and didn't approve of the relationship. I guess they didn't like a young woman with real goals. LOL!
I dont regret my first...I waited until I felt comfortable and I made him show me that he would be there for me. My first and me were together for 12 yrs. The first time we did anything we had been together 2 yrs and he made it so romantic because he knew I was wanting it be perfect. I only have been with him and my husband, and while it would have been nice to have given myself to my husband. I dont regret my first and I am grateful that it wasnt a story of heart break.
My first love has stood the test of time, and i still love him so very much. While i grew up in a highly dysfunctional home, he grew up in a loving family, in which i was accepted into by his mom, dad and both his brothers. Their home was my first experience with a loving home. My acting out got in the way of our relationship going anywhere, i took off as soon as i could 3000 miles as far away as i could fly and he wrote me letters and told me he would wait for me. He was there when i got back, bloodied and broken from an abusive marriage.6 years later. When i had a child and had to fight for custody, he was by my side. But still, I went on and got myself into a 2nd dysfunctional relationship. He was engaged when I lost my 2nd husband and told me he would break his engagement if we could be together. I let him go at that time, so that he could start a new life with the person he had chosen in my absence. I pray that he met and married a good girl from a nice family that could give him what he needed, that could give him what i could not. He was my angel. He doesn't know how important he is to me, I doubt. I pray that he could know that , while i was incapable of showing him my love throughout the years we kept in touch, on the deepest level, i love him for all the love he showed me, with all my heart. His name is Gord , he was my brother, my father, my family my lover, and remembering his love and loyalty has stayed with me and given me strength through the hardest of times. I wish i had of thought that i was good enough for him. when i was younger. I wish i had of given myself as much credit as he gave me. He saw only the best in me. He was my angel on earth.
I wasn't my best self and he wasn't his best self, but it was, what it was. Even though we both were very dysfunctional, a mess from our crazy dysfunctional upbringings, I loved him and he loved me with the only love we knew, a dysfunctional love. And I wouldn't have changed him in for anyone else. He was my first love!! Through all the heartache, abuse, and dysfunction I was molded and shaped into the person I am today, and I wouldn't and couldn't change that. I am happy with who I am, what kind of person I turned out to be. Even with all the struggles and mental battles, all the stuff that tries to keep me in bondage to my past, I am blessed. I give Jesus all the glory.