Have you ever had a bombshell dropped on you, and your mouth just literally fell open? I had one of those moments last week. I followed it with a long session from my therapist Jose Cuervo, because I needed to allow myself one night for a pity party, and then get over it. Mr. Cuervo made me feel a lot better.
So you’re probably wondering what happened... yes well, it involves Jake as many of my previous posts have, and my friend Marianna.
Marianna and I met about 2½ years ago, but we were really more acquaintances than friends. We started hanging out a lot recently and obviously I talked about the boy drama that I was going through. Then we started talking about past men that we dated. And then we discovered that we both dated Jake – at the same time. Now this wasn’t shocking to me, I knew Jake would date many girls, just like I would be dating other guys. So Marianna and I started swapping stories (if you ever need to get over an Ex, find someone else he dated, I guarantee you it will set you straight). There were some differences between our stories, but not many. And then Marianna said it “do you ever feel like he was the one that got away?” and I replied “yep, until we started talking, now I don’t.” (for the record I ended it with Jake... over a text message...)
Marianna said she only dated him for a few months, but they stayed friends. I told her that I tried to end it with him because it had been 2 years and we weren’t going anywhere. That’s when Jake told me he wanted our relationship to go somewhere. I realized I’d waited 2 years to hear him say that and when he finally said it, it just wasn’t enough.
Marianna said she couldn’t believe it because Jake saying that was huge.
Then she said “ yeah, I mean he was pretty screwed up about relationships after the divorce from his wife.” BAM - it was like I got hit by a sledge hammer. (the only thing more shocking than finding out your Ex is getting married is finding out your Ex was married and you had no idea)
I couldn’t shut my mouth, it just fell open. Marianna realized I didn’t know, and told me it was just some girl from Ontario. That didn’t matter, 2 years and he couldn’t have mentioned he was married; it’s kind of something that should come up.
That’s when I realized he had strung me along for 2 years, and I was stupid enough to let him do it. The only consolation I have is that it ended a year and a half ago and I was the one that walked away. But learning this new information changed my opinion about him – I no longer look at him as someone that I could possibly get back together with in the future, or even want to be friends with for that matter. If he was a hypothetical dress I had hanging in the back of my closet, I’ve taken it out and set it on fire. Also, this meant that I could now go into sordid detail about all the weird things he did that I’ve been keeping secret... and I did... to all my friends... and it felt great.
I saw the signs the whole time; I just chose to ignore them. If we’re going to go into details about the signs, well he... (this has been removed because my mother assured me I would be sued. Personally I think a lawsuit would be great publicity for the blog, but nevertheless, she worries about me enough)... sounds like a character from a movie right?
But really this is my life, the people I know are never normal. That’s why I write this blog, I just seem to meet the most extraordinarily eccentric people and their stories need to be told... more as a warning than anything else... but still I wouldn’t trade it.
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