do ears really burn?
My best friend, GB, told me that when I was ready for a relationship I would know it. She told me that the sign on my forehead would change and men would notice.
It's taken me quite a while (6, ok maybe 7 years) since f'head left, then we started to rekindle but then I found out he got married so then it was totally off...
TOTALLY...
So that took me some time for many reasons, mostly because I didn't trust men in the first place, so had to get over it, and then because I thought he was the one.
After recovering from all that, I decided that dating men out of town was the answer for me. But then I fell in love with him and moving would be this whole other issue/commitment. So I started the next stage that ended up not so good. Nothing worse than being a manly man, (hard working, hunting and gathering) but asking a material world bitch to move. I tried to sort it all out in my head, but I ended up grilling him to death and he gave up. I will forever hate myself for that, but remind myself that I'd hate myself more if he gave up after being married with children.
I am now dating. I'm out there. I'm not a pro or anything, but I've opened that side of "I don't wanna".
Been on a couple, but haven't wanted to partake on the second date. My friends say I should give them a second try, so I have another hurdle to jump.
The part that kills me, does me in, is that dating and thinking about the next person I will share my life with makes me think of my past relationships. Makes me think of he who made me an adulterer when I wore blinders. He who gave up. He who?
He who made me the adulterer sent me an email today. Some lame thing about packing and finding my riding videos. I know he just wants to contact me. He is so sucky in so many ways.
I'm trying to move on and he won't let me go in so many ways...
He should have just thrown them away, not like I've missed them. Infact he might be full of shit for all I know.
At least I'm a tad more grown up in that I didn't mail he who gave up's shirt back to him... Wonder if he misses it, or me...
Oh shut up...
***Side Bar - Not sure what the def of adulterer is, but always thought I was one eventhough I've never been married but the "he" is married. Hence why I labeled him "he who made me". Thinking about it I should have made it "he who made me again" the adulterer. I suck...
It's taken me quite a while (6, ok maybe 7 years) since f'head left, then we started to rekindle but then I found out he got married so then it was totally off...
TOTALLY...
So that took me some time for many reasons, mostly because I didn't trust men in the first place, so had to get over it, and then because I thought he was the one.
After recovering from all that, I decided that dating men out of town was the answer for me. But then I fell in love with him and moving would be this whole other issue/commitment. So I started the next stage that ended up not so good. Nothing worse than being a manly man, (hard working, hunting and gathering) but asking a material world bitch to move. I tried to sort it all out in my head, but I ended up grilling him to death and he gave up. I will forever hate myself for that, but remind myself that I'd hate myself more if he gave up after being married with children.
I am now dating. I'm out there. I'm not a pro or anything, but I've opened that side of "I don't wanna".
Been on a couple, but haven't wanted to partake on the second date. My friends say I should give them a second try, so I have another hurdle to jump.
The part that kills me, does me in, is that dating and thinking about the next person I will share my life with makes me think of my past relationships. Makes me think of he who made me an adulterer when I wore blinders. He who gave up. He who?
He who made me the adulterer sent me an email today. Some lame thing about packing and finding my riding videos. I know he just wants to contact me. He is so sucky in so many ways.
I'm trying to move on and he won't let me go in so many ways...
He should have just thrown them away, not like I've missed them. Infact he might be full of shit for all I know.
At least I'm a tad more grown up in that I didn't mail he who gave up's shirt back to him... Wonder if he misses it, or me...
Oh shut up...
***Side Bar - Not sure what the def of adulterer is, but always thought I was one eventhough I've never been married but the "he" is married. Hence why I labeled him "he who made me". Thinking about it I should have made it "he who made me again" the adulterer. I suck...
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