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Psycho Exes We've all had 'em. We've all enjoyed the experience. They are like the dogshit stuck to the bottom of your shoe. No matter how many times you try and scrape it off with a stick, there's always a few lingering bits. And just when you think you are in the clear, they find a way to rear their ugly head. I was talking to my old roommate Sam on Monday night and found out a juicy piece of gossip. My ex is engaged to be married. To her ex-boyfriend. She felt the need to call my old roommate whom she hasn't talked to in over 6 months just to tell him. Now you don't suppose that was just an evil scheme to guarantee that I would hear about it do you? Naaah, that's silly talk. Now I'm no Sigmund Freud, but I have a feeling that this is exactly the kind of shit that feeds the paranoia I experience in relationships to this day. I will share a little bit of relationship background with you now. While we were going out she would still receive periodic phone calls and what not from her ex-boyfriend. Now being a nice guy I figured "it's okay if they are still friends." One time we did have a discussion about it, and she assured me that "Even in you and I weren't together I would never get back together with him." Right. I actually swallowed that line of bull. Like a hungry Bass early in the fishing season I took it all. As I reflect back on the past 18 months of my life I am starting to believe that everything happens for a reason. I had to move back to my hometown and and at the time I was very upset and angry. I felt like the world had dealt me a serious cheap shot. My relationship was ending, my pride was battered like red-headed stepchild, and I was in debt up to my earlobes. It was time to move back in with Mom. The ultimate step of accomplishment for a 25 year old man. Since I have been home, however, a lot of very great things have happened. I have a job that is providing me with lots of good experience. I have a GREAT girlfriend who is the most beautiful girl in the world. I have spent time with family. In closing I would just like to say one thing. If you have a pair of shoes that have dogshit stuck to the bottom, don't waste your time trying to scrape it off. Just throw them away and buy a new pair. It worked for me. Play with the Virtual Ex Today!
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