Identities have been kept secret for my own well being.
You know her or maybe you are her, the loveable but oh so
dreaded “husband fluffer”. I am
one. Not sure if I should be proud by
the fact that multiple ex-boyfriends started long term relationships, became
engaged or got married not long after dating me. Here is my list and how I clearly helped them
out:
“As in the city in Texas” is how he’d introduce himself -
This guy was two years older than me, went away to college came back we met
through mutual friends. Apparently this
guy longed to be settled down and married.
We had a couple of nice dates, but in the end he was slightly intense
and too ready to be a dad for a girl at 21. I broke it off after months of back and forth dating and not long after he met the
woman he is now married to with a beautiful baby. Creep factor- they moved in on the street
below mine, directly below the neighbors across the street.
Old Man Skater with multiple ex-wives - Oh lord, this is the
one that was the most painful (until recently) and probably the stupidest
decision in my life, but hey I was young, dumb and completely flattered that an
older man was interested in me. Not long
after we started seeing each other, rumors came around (it’s a small town) that
he was sleeping around. It’s was true he
was, with the woman he is now engaged to.
After everything, they made me out to be the bad guy, but life goes
on. I truly hope they are happy
together, because people like that deserve each other. Creep factor- I still have to see him
multiple times a week, the joys of PWD.
The Dude in the Band – What can I say, I loved this
dude. I thought we had a really awesome
time together; I got to attend shows and say things like, “I’m with the
band.” The funniest moment between the
two of us, was a pedestrian crossing the street and I mentioned it and it caused
a full-fledged war. I never meant for it
to create an argument, but that just shows how different we were. He ended up with a cute girl who seems to
completely love him. In the end. I think
he thought I wasn’t that into it, yet I was, it’s just that damn crab shell
around me. –Creep factor: there isn’t
one, I genuinely think he is a great guy and deserves the best.
The Hero – A
firefighter and I met one night at a bar and then continually ran into each
other over the next couple of months. I
decided I liked him and figured why not go out with him… Then he sent me
flowers on Valentine’s Day before the actual date in the middle of a
blizzard. Tried to pick me up and take
me ALL the way across the mountain, if I would have liked him more than the
attention I received, I sure as hell would have jumped in that truck and took
off. The poor dude just wanted to be
loved because his heart was so big. He
was over the top intense for me but in the end, married the girl who had loved
him since high school. A lucky dude,
with two beautiful daughters. Creep
factor- There isn’t one, we moved on with our own lives.
Wannabe Biker with Mommy Issues – Oh lord… I don’t even know
where to begin with this one… Let’s just
say local bowling league meets online dating meets 40 year old drama
queens. He was quiet and seemed lonely,
and I am fun and bubbly… Opposites attract?
Yeah right! He ended up playing
high school games, ended up with a woman (ten years his senior whose son was
only 10 years younger than him) on our bowling league who died her hair the
same color as mine (psycho much, me thinks yes!) and eloped around
Christmastime never to be seen or heard from again. Thank you sweet baby Jesus for that. Creep factor- Before marriage, but after
“dating” he would walk up behind me at the alley and play with my hair… Uh no,
not cool!
Taking this jaunt down memory lane reminds me how much I
have helped a few guys see what they really want in relationships and while
some are bittersweet, I am so happy they have moved on to better places in
their lives. There is a saying about
each person being in your life for a season, reason or lifetime. These were just a few “seasons” and
“reasons,” and although I am hurting now, I wonder if someday I can look back
and say the same things about the one it just ended with. Was he my season or reason, or is there some
way he will work himself into a lifetime, because in truth, I do not hate him,
but I do hate what he did to me.
Perhaps, he won’t be married or in a relationship, but the ones who have
treated me the worst seem to be the ones who moved on the fastest in the most
serious manner.
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