So, im now almost 18, and have been with my bf for two years. He's the person that holds my first everything. First time holding hands, kiss, sex...and everything in between. And Im his first sexual partner as well. I start college this year, and although im not moving away, he fears the idea of other guys trying to put a move on me. We are planning on being engaged by next year, although due to conditions of my scholarship im not allowed to be married until im 26 (8 yrs from now). I really feel like we can last through anything..but then again I think its normal for highschool sweethearts to feel this way... I want to stay with him, but dont want to end up like 30 and alone. Please share your highschool sweetheart stories with me...wether theyre positive or negative.
Its called a Cal Vet Fee Waiver. It pays all of my tuition to any California University or UC. And since im going pre med itll save me about 100K because its from the Army for my dad being a disabled veteran, i have to remain his dependent, and make less than 10K a year. Basically i can get engaged, move out, but cant marry. Also that means that my bf will have to completely and soley support us for 8 years.
explain why you think so? and never is false, my grandparents have been married over 50 years since 17 years old and my aunt and uncle have been together since 16.
i was with my highschool sweetheart, then she dumped me and we messed around for a bit. She had a lot more fun than i did, i was pretty miserable for a few months. We are back together now and giving it a second shot. She was my first kiss and sex and everything as well. Now we are at 3.5 years, i dunno whats going to happen. live for today is all i can say and make sure you arnt too invested in something even if it seems perfect
oh, i was her first almost everything, she had kissed people before but nothing worthwhile really. Just be ready for you or him to want to see what else is out there, that sort of thing. Seriously though, good luck!
Well... I have a slightly different story than most about high-school sweethearts. I met my first boyfriend on December 6th, 1991 at a church lock-in. The story of how we met is rather long, but let's just say it was infatuation-at-first-sight. Four days and about 9 hour-long phone calls later, we decided to start dating. I was 16, and he was JUST shy of 18. We went everywhere together, talked about absolutely EVERYTHING, and decided to become engaged 6 months later at his senior prom. I was a bit unsure because we were SO young still, but since it would be 2-3 years minimum before we could marry anyway, I said yes. Yep, I was 16 & a sophomore in high school when I became engaged. People said we were too young, didn't know what true love was, this was silly... we happily ignored them all and went on talking & falling in love with each other. At 19, after being engaged for just shy of 3 years, I was living on-campus at college. Someone in our church paid our way to a weekend-long marriage conference a year before, and to this day I don't know who it was, and I'm QUITE certain it was done so we would wake up & realize that everyone else had been right, and we were too young for marriage. It backfired - it helped us learn HOW to keep our relationship together, and how to help it last. Our pastor refused to marry us because he said we were too young, and my parents STILL would not acknowledge our engagement. There were a few other control-issues as well, but I became completely frustrated and informed my fiance that I was getting married as soon as I could find a JP - did he want to come along? We eloped that next weekend. We knew we were young, and we knew we were fighting statistics. And when I became pregnant literally right away, we were also fighting the stigma of a teenage pregnancy. Being married didn't matter, I was 19 & pregnant. When our son was born 8 months later because of a genetic disorder, people REALLY began to talk - loudly, about the improper things we must have been doing. We lived with our parents for our first year of marriage while earning enough to finally be able to move out. We moved out on Mother's Day, 1996 and then were hit with the full financial shock of being young & on our own. The house was mouse-infested, the baby was deemed "failure to thrive" and put on expensive food supplements, and we left our beloved church because we couldn't handle the rumors. I was hospitalized twice, once being brought in by an $800 ambulance ride that took us nearly a year to pay off. We went through 6 junker-cars and having my wedding bands cut from my hands when I developed an allergy to gold. (it took 9 months for my hands to heal, and I STILL cry thinking about that day) It wasn't easy - REALLY it wasn't easy, but we struggled through, some days living solely on WIC & the hopes that life would get better. Four years later, we moved to a larger house... one with NO MICE!!! We'd been married for 5 years, my husband had worked his way up the security-guard positions 'til he was offered an in-house position monitoring systems rather than assets, and we finally felt like we were getting somewhere. Just about that time, we also found out that we were expecting our second child... who by the way, was also born a month early much to everyone's shock - because of the same genetic disorder, go figure. 4 1/2 years ago, we celebrated our 10th anniversary by renewing our vows. People from all walks of our life called to congratulate us, and tell us how they'd never figured we would be together this long. We smiled, thanked them, and went on ignoring their advice on what held a relationship together. Our children walked with us down the aisle, and we were so glad to finally have the ceremony & reception we'd dreamed of, 10 years before. It was magical. This December we will have been together for 18 years. In February, we will celebrate our 15th wedding anniversary - and we are FINALLY getting my wedding-stones reset in platinum, so after 12 years of wearing a 2mm platinum band I'll finally have a fancy-schmancy ring again. I have known him for over half my lifetime, and this December it will have been for half HIS lifetime as well! We are still the best of friends, and still happily married. We still love each other - deeply & passionately. These 18 years haven't been easy, but we've worked through our problems together - and we will continue to do so. Good luck! People like to say that young relationships don't last... and often they DON'T! But that doesn't mean that YOURS won't! Just be aware that you're fighting tradition, and be willing to fight for your relationship - it really CAN last! love, mom
because people grow. sometimes in different directions. some people are unsatisfied with only having one partner their entire life. not saying everyone is like this, but i've seen a lot of high school sweethearts that thought their relationship was perfect and they would be in love forever end up growing into adults and realizing that those dreams were silly and that they just didn't feel the same way
I guess maturing at different rates could make quite the difference, and being with one person your while life takes work and lots of love, but to be honest i think its completely achieveable
I married my high-school sweetheart after dating her for almost 5 years. Married my 23 then divorced by 30. So we basically have been together for over a decade and it fell apart all of a sudden. I'm not saying that you shouldn't try, but you need to ask yourself over and over and over again if it's the right choice.
Yeah. Actually my great grandma married my Great grandpa when she was 16 (he was 21). He married her to rescue her from her abusive parents and of course, because he loved her. He passed away about 8 years ago and was in his late 80's. She passed away about 3 years ago. They were always extremely happy and in love together. Even when my great grandpa developed alzheimers, he was extremely happy around her and she around him.
I met mine when we were both 16. Dated almost 5 years and were engaged. I remember those days like they were yesterday... I thought our relationship was invinsible. We spent all day everyday together in high school. We went to homecoming and prom together. We wrote eachother notes during class and gave them to eachother during lunch period. After high school we went through two jobs working together. She finally left the job I'm working now two days ago. Friends and coworkers called us the twins because we drove to work together and were with eachother all the time. Everytime something would get us down we'd be there for eachother. And when we were together absolutely nothing else mattered. I helped her battle through her depression, she helped me through my negative attitude problems. We became engaged in May of 2008. Two months after that she freaked out and gave me my ring back and broke up with me. She told me she was a lesbian and was never sexually interested in me. We remained friends until about two weeks ago when I caught her making out with one of my guy friends. I guess she'd been messing around with guys this whole time. I was so angry when this happened that I snapped. I told her I never wanted to see her again and told my boss a bunch of incriminating things she's done on the job. She confessed and got fired. Now I can't even think about her without my blood pressure spiking. Sorry, this story is a downer and I hope it doesn't happen to you but people change. She is not the girl I once knew.
Thats the hardest part if/when you do break up. You experienced your first love young, everyone does and your his first sex partner so he does have a strong emotional connection with you which is why i highlighted the seond part...he cant stand the thought of you being hit on. Do you really want someone like that? You say youve been together for so so long but he cant trust you being hit on? Then why dont you wait til that long?? whats the rush seriously? Just to see your signatures on a little paper saying you're together? Do it old school and get promise rings or something You seem like your on the right path about this, dont start doubting it now but let time do good to you and just do what you want to do and if hes behind ya, then hes good. if hes complaining about you going, then dump him
I started dating my highschool sweetheart when I was in 8th grade. He was a year older than me. We were so in love. He wasn't my first kiss but I did lose my virginity to him and he was the first person I spent a whole night with in bed. I used to sneak over to his house almost every night. We dated for 4 years until he cheated on me. He broke my heart. I cried and cried... We didn't talk for a few years but are in contact again. He's married now with a daughter and just bought a houes. It's nice that we're still friends. I would never "wreck a home" but lately he's been talking about how he wishes he was still with me and how he wants to leave his wife to be with me again. I made it clear that that wan't a possibility though and we're now back to just being friends without intentions.
To clear any misconceptions, Im not planning to rush into anything, i truly believe that if he wants to be with me then the piece of paper (marriage) wont make much of a difference. Is it lame to be engaged for so long though?
knock yourself out with being engaged. hell. thats just a ring but marriage is a big step and big commitment
i was with a guy in high school from my sophomore year to my senior year... very rocky road, i still talk to him now, he's still in love with me but i only love him now. personally i think it depends on the people. lol.
