Twice this year I have emotionally confused two girls that I consider literal 10s, causing them to break down emotionally and seek comfort elsewhere and "finding their soul mate".

I'm currently crying bros.

First girl liked me for the longest time and I unintentionally crushed her emotionally. She ran into the arms of another dude. It was unintentional and she didn't want an apology.

Second girl was last week. She was trying to put on a show and make a group of us laugh. She liked me a lot and kept making eye contact. I did it again, confused her and she broke down. Didn't want an apology and resented me. She ran into the arms of another guy.

Both times, it was a mr nice guy. Both times, it's been assertive girls. Both times, they wanted me. Both times I confused them, making them doubt themselves and break down, and run into the arms of someone else.

Never into the arms of someone "better than me", both times it's been to the arms of someone weaker. But I humble them. The second girl was very assertive and entrepreneurial. She literally cried in front of me and now she is together with a mommy's boy. The first girl has been together with the other guy for 2 years.

I know what my problem is. I am emotionally confused and can't act coherently, so I confuse people and they end up feeling betrayed by me.

Is this dynamic common? Am I helping other men find their soul mates or are they in for hurt down the line? I am so fucking sick of myself, I hate it

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The solution is literally 3 words bros, do you understand how frustrated I am? But I must be disciplined. OP doesn't deserve it

I thought I "felt too much" when I was a kid and was crying every night, but I wasn't feeling, I was scared.

I've spent years not accepting that our relationship ended and just this week, I learned how to mourn.

I closed my eyes and calmed myself down. Immediately, the difficulty to accept arose. I decided to accept that I lost her, and that even if I saw her, I'd act based on the fact that I lost her (no silent games). I imagined mumbling an apology under my breath and feeling bad, not caring about what she thinks anymore. I lost her, after all.

Immediately, I began feeling empowered again. I lost her. I felt better. I felt like myself, for the first time in years.

I continued doing this throughout the day. I guess I was mourning her.
Later today, the bitterness arose again and 5 minutes ago, I closed my eyes again, and accepted that she chose someone else. She is gone forever.

Gradually, I am letting go bros. I feel weird. I've never felt like this before.

Is this what it means like to "feel"?