I’ve debated whether or not to talk about my
recent ex, but since we are never ever getting back together, he’s fair game
now. As relationships go, this one was a relatively short one, six months of
happiness or so I thought.
We were never right for one another and although
there were plenty of warning signs I stupidly hoped that his quirks would grow
on me. He had so many great characteristics that are so rare to find in a man
or at least the ones I've dated. He was very loving, caring, supportive and
affectionate, but he was also very judgmental, stubborn, a super picky eater and
ultimately a jackass.
He was very stuck in his ways. Almost forty, he
had never been married or engaged, he was afraid of commitment (red flag),
thought that having children was selfish, thought that going out for drinks or
food during the week was abnormal and he only ate burgers well done, Margarita
pizza or well done chicken. Which even if you aren’t a huge foodie like me
still makes dining out anywhere decent nearly impossible.
I had originally nicknamed him “Rainman” because
without fail his schedule every day was so predictable. But, since I was dumped
via text he’s become Berger from the Sex and the City. Although I still think
being dumped on a post-it is probably worst than in a texting conversation that
started with him saying, “We need to talk” and my response being “What are you
dumped me?” which was followed by him saying “Yea, pretty much.” When I
returned to his place, after just being there an hour before and everything
seemed normal, he had already started to pack up my belongings. So considerate
of him :o
I shouldn’t have been so upset given our
differences, but I had gotten so use to him being around and our weekend
routine. We were basically living together and just a few weeks before he had
asked me to officially move in with him. But, I knew the honeymoon phrase would
end eventually and I was super creeped out that his apartment was decorated with items left behind from his exes. All I could think was one day I was going to be another ghost which is mainly why I was afraid if I did move in with him I would be thrown to
the curb when we broke up like the others, which is exactly what happened.
So, I guess the point of this story is never
get to comfortable in a relationship, never move in with someone before at least a year together , never compromise who you are to be with
someone (they obviously aren’t the right one) and never dump someone via text and be
offended when they call you an asshole, because you are.
