I promise I will be a better blogger. I promise I will be a better blogger. I promise I will be a better blogger!
And maybe now that I'm complete off Facebook for awhile, I will be. Day 5 and counting...we'll see.
But I was NOT done with grad school. For financial reasons, I decided to take two more classes. I thought both would be interesting and beneficial. I was wrong. But I passed both ans so NOW I am done with grad school. MBA 2017!
What I will do with this, I don't know. I am liking my job and the people I work with. But I will not be able to hang here long for this salary. I've worked too hard to settle for this.
I started dating someone seriously. Our first date was September 1. He was a childhood friend that I reconnected with on Facebook. After some back and forth flirtation, he finally asked me out. The date went well and we decided to go tailgate together at the Bama game the next week. That went VERY well and before long we were "in a relationship"--Facebook official and everything.
Most of our mutual friends were all for it. His family seemed to like me. We met each others' kids and that seemed to go well. We both jumped in with both feet and didn't listen to those who told us to slow down because we'd known each other for 40 years! It didn't feel like too fast for us. We were absolutely perfect together or so I thought.
Then his ex wife--who he had been divorced from for NINE YEARS because she cheated on him multiple times and ultimately left him for someone else--decided she wanted him back and created a lot of drama one Saturday night in November. The following week, things fell completely apart.
He swears it has nothing to do with her but he just began to feel overwhelmed by his job and his (GROWN) kids but everything was fine with those things before. It's just all too coincidental for me. Maybe he isn't going back to her (he would be the biggest, dumbest person ever if he did) and maybe she just got in his head. Nonetheless, it ended.
I NEVER expected this from HIM. I've dated lots of losers since being divorced and none of them surprised me. I thought I'd finally found a decent guy--one that I never expected to be attracted to in the first place--and that he was the One. I was completely blindsided and devastated.
It still hurts. But I'm moving on with my life. He didn't have the balls to officially end it. I don't know if he was trying to leave things open for him to be able to come back or if he is just a complete wuss (never would have thought that either). But it's over as far as I'm concerned. I sent him the "it's over" text today and I won't be contacting him again. Maybe he can get his head together and on down the road, who knows. I think what hurts the most is that I not only lost my boyfriend that I was deeply in love with but also a treasured childhood friend. My memory of him is completely destroyed and I don't know how to handle that. I don't want to be the only one in our group to know what an asshole he can be when everyone else thinks he's awesome. And he is. Or was.
I am praying for him. Even through my hurt, I DO love him. I know it wasn't a very long-lasting dating relationship but a part of me will always love him just because he was part of my childhood. I do want God's best for him, too.
And as always, I have to trust that God will turn it into something great. What that looks like right now, I don't know. But I'll be moving to a new place soon. Brooke has found a new place, we are just waiting to hear about it to confirm. And I am concentrating on all the things I have put on hold during grad school--places to go, people to see, things to learn. Just trying to prepare for my life's next big adventure!
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