Please help me….I really need your thoughts and words…thanks?

I know I’ve been asking this before….but I really need your help….
This is the story…I’m 35 very active, I’m attractive and smart and have a good job….but I’m still single….was married before, didn’t work!
I like Salsa dancing but just as a hobby not too attached to it!
I’m in in LA and I went Salsa dancing to a club close to my place, after couple of times, I met a guy there, I liked his look because he looked like my ex-boyfriend that I’m still in love with ( we got seperated because I moved to LA and he had three kids…i couldn’t stay with him)
anyway….this guy asked my number to text me his dance class info…I was thinking I don’t want to give my phone number to a guy in the club….so, I was thinking I will give him a wrong number, but then I changed my mind, but then I think I gave him a wrong number….he didn’t call me…next week I went back to the club and I saw him…he told me if I got the text message, I said I might gave you a wrong number….and yes it was a wrong number….I corrected this time…and again no call from him….then I didn’t go to the club…after three weeks I went back to the club…and he told me that I gave a wrong number again…i checked it and yes the last number was wrong…I thought he might changed it….I don’t know…couldn’t trust him…anyway, I corrected the number….and our relationship starts like this…he kept texting me to go to the club and I didn’t want to go…anyway…one day I changed my mind and I went to another club he was in….and we talked and we liked each other….and we start going out….but I didn’t like the way that he was treating me in the dance class and club…he had his distance form me…I told him after a month going out that i want to break up, because of this….he got so upset….he said he will tell everybody that I’m his girlfriend….and he acted a little bit like that….but still not fullfilling….I didn’t complain this time….Sunday we went to the club and he danced with me a llittle bit then he kept his distance and he kept dancing with another girl and I talking to her while I’m either standing alone or sitting alone by myself and i was tired and hungry….I saw him giving a business card to that girl…I know that was a teacher’s business card, but I really couldn’t take it…I didn’t complain…no need to fix this guy….I had to leave….i told him I want to leave…I’m tired….he said, you are mad at me I just gave that girl our teacher’s business card I want to give our teacher business….I said…I’m not mad and that’s okay….then I stayed a bit longer there….then I found out he doesn’t care about me….and he kept dancing with the other girl…now I’m really tired and sad….I told him I want to go…He said, I will walk you home….I said it’s okay I go…he insisted…then walking me home I told him…you don’t comprmise at all…what would happen if you leave fifteen or half an hour earlier because I’m tired….I said I don’t think we build up frienship yet…he said oh I’m your friend….then he starts being so cold and he told me mean stuff like oh I can’t make you happy….you are always unhappy after the club and I denied….he dumped me….in front of my home, he told me I don’t come upstairs…i asked him to come upstairs…and he said no…he said…I can walk away from you right now….and he was so cold…i hugged him and he pushed me away….we’ve been going out just for two months but it was so hurtful seeing that….I know i don’t want him in my life….but it was so shocking for me…a guy who was giving me so much attention and all of a sudden got like that!
I know it’s good to see his true face, but how many times I got to go through such a relationships….I’m so tired and I don’t like beating myself up for him….I’m not going to contact him and I dont’ have plan to answer his phone if he calls….I dont’ go to the dance class even though I paid for it….I don’t want to see him anymore at all….
but the question is how to let it go? and why it didn’t work? was there anything that I did wrong really?
thanks in advance for reading my story and answering it….

What do you think?

I ran into a guy I’ve known for yrs 2 months ago. I gave him my business card w/ my cell # on the back. He called me that night. I gave him a call later that wk. We have hung a bunch of times & one thing led to another & we ended up in bed together. We have done things on & off the last couple wks. He sends mixed signals. I left his house one saturday morning & said I ‘ll see you @ 6 for dinner. I got there & he didnt even remember. We both grew up in the same small town & everyone knows everyone. They all seem to think he is a player & a ladies man. Gets what he wants & leaves. I really thought he had changed. I have given him the benefit of the doubt more then once. I had surg last week he never called or came to see me. Until I send him a text message saying… something like whats going on. Called said he called right back never did. Tonight I send him a TM bc his voicemail was full saying I wanted to believe everyone else was wrong & I was right but it doesnt look that way.

She won’t stop calling me! What do I do?

I met a woman at a coffee shop. We talked and I gave her my business card. She called me and asked if I’d meet her for coffee. We wen’t out for coffee twice and I treated her and her 11 year old daughter to ice cream once. No romance, no kissing, no sex, that was it. They weren’t really even “dates”, but it seemed like she was hoping they were. So, I told her I wasn’t really interested in getting romantically involved, but would still like to have a chat over coffee once in a while. She kept calling every day and then tried to seduce me. I then delivered a somewhat firmer dumping a second time. She kept calling me and leaving text messages! Finally, I told her I don’t thing we should speak or hang out for at least a couple weeks because talking to me all the time wouldn’t help her move on. I stuck to my guns and haven’t answered the phone in two weeks. She calls or texts me daily (often at 6am) AND she’s leaving messages WITH HER DAUGHTER telling me how sad I have made both of them and how “crazy it’s making mommy” and how “mommy’s acting crazy and pacing the floor”. The last message I got was JUST HER DAUGHTER weeping into the phone and asking me “why I won’t call” and “mom can’t take it anymore” and I could hear her mom in the background sobbing.

I don’t know what to do here guys. I’ve never been in this situation. I’m new in town and all I really wanted was someone to hang out with occasionally, but it’s turned into such a mess! Do I change my number? Do I block her number? Do I call some counseling agency and have them talk to her? It’s been two weeks, but I don’t really want to talk to her anymore, and besides, I found out that she and her daughter SHARE a cell phone! So, anything I send will go to the poor kid, who shouldn’t be involved in any of this drama nonsense in the first place!

Call him, wait for a call, or forget the whole thing?

Last week I met a very attractive, interesting, charming young man. We hit it off and the topic of going out to dinner came up. He asked for my phone # and I gave it to him. We talked a little longer and then he had to get going. Before he left he handed me his business card and said to give him a call. about 20min later he sent me a text message saying it was great talking to me. I replied, that I enjoyed talkign to him as well. It was very late at night by then and I didn’t get a response. It’s now been a week and no word about setting up a date (he had originally suggested going out to dinner the friday after we met but friday came and went). I’m just curious if this sounds like I am being blown off or if I am suppose to call him. I really would like to meet up with him, but I am also very against doing all the foot work right off the bat (bad experiences in the past with guys that won’t make the first move). Any suggestions?

What do you think about this story?

Chapter 1
Darcy was laying on her stomach with her Calculus book, calculator, and pencil sprawled across her bed. Her face was scrunched up in confusion and finally after staring down aat her book for several minutes, she slammed it shut. This has practically became a daily ritual.
After giving up on her homework, she flipped her tired body across the bed and pulled the covers over her head. Seconds after closing her eyes, Darcy let out an irritated groan.
“I forgot to turn ouut the lights again!” she thought to herself.
She stumbled out of her bed to flip the switch when she suddenly heard the distinct vibration of her cell phone.
“That’s odd. It’s like one in the morning,” Darcy thought.
Looking down at the text message, her expression turned from confused to horrified.
“I see you,” she read. “From: Unknown.”
“Who is this?” she questioned.
Darcy looked around her room frantically. She looked for the business card the investigator had given her. Hands shaking, she dialed the number.
“You know who this is babe ,” the text message said.
Tears poured out of Darcy’s fearful eyes. Her breathing became short and irregular. All of a sudden, she lost control of herself. She started to shake uncontrollably and could not move. Darcy put her hands over her eyes so she wouln’t have tto see him. She couldn’t handle seeing his face.
She heard her screen door open and close and heard footsteps coming toward her room. Her floorboards were creaking, getting louder and louder by the second. Darcy’s breathing grew louder and quicker. Then, for a split second, everything became silent. She felt breathing on her neck and someone gripped her shoulders. They began to stroke her hair.
“Get off of me!” Darcy screamed.
Her shrill scream pierced the silence. Darcy thre the person’s hands off of herself and ran to a corner of her room. The person followed her to the corner and she screamed out again hysterically.
“Babe, it’s me! What is wrong with you?” the person asked desperately.
The person turned the lights back on in Darcy’s room. He gently pryed her hands away from her face.
“Look at me,” he demanded.
Darcy slowly opened her eyes and let out a relieved sigh. She fell to the floor and began sobbing softly. Darcy’s boyfriend sat down on the floor with her and held her in his arms.
“I thought you were him,” she repeated over and over. “I thought you were him.”