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My last girlfriend...
I was with her for 6 months. Things had really been slowing down, and it seemed like I was getting the jitters that sometimes a person gets when they realize they're considering locking down with another person. Things were going so well, I was knocking around the idea of proposing in a few more months, after only 6 months together.
So I was getting these massive, crippling anxiety attacks that were persistant 24/7... I was becoming anxious because the girl was already living with me, and had been for a long time, and I was having those "the one" feelings, which freaked me out because then I analyzed everything in insanity, to make sure she was "the one".
I tell her we should take a little time off, because the anxiety attacks were killing me and hurting our relationship. I laid it out very well and heart-felt, and made it absolutely clear that it was barely even a separation, let alone a break-up... I just needed some time by myself (as in, I needed her to move out for a little bit). I explained that this most likely would mean a week or two. Or it could be two days. She was very supportive and cool with the whole thing. She said she'd wait as long as it took, she loved me dearly, etc.
One week goes by, and I finally make up my mind that I'm a fucking idiot for ever having her leave, and she's awesome and I love her and I want her back immediately and things will be wonderful and I'll ask her to marry me. So, I call her up. No answer, I leave a voicemail. The next day, i've gotten no answer, so I call up... again she doesn't answer and again I leave a voicemail. On day 3, the same thing happens again and I figure she must be out of town, or really busy with her new position at work, or something. I wait 5 days before calling again. I've gotten no calls. I call again, now one week from when I first called. I repeat the next day. I figure she went away on a long vacation (definitely had the vacation time coming, and I figured maybe she was upset about the separation or something). I also began wondering.
Fast-forward, it's now been a total of 2 weeks that i've been calling after one week of separation... I'm at work, on lunch, and I decide to give it a try again. She picks up. We say hello. I say I missed her, she says the same. I ask her to join me for some food when I get off of work- and she says she can't.
She then proceeds to tell me she's been with another guy for "something like a week and a half". I ask, "does that actually mean two weeks?" and she says yes. That's why she hadn't returned any of my calls.
Apparently I'll wait for you as long as you need" is equal to less than a week. It turns out, she knew the guy for a while before we separated... so not only did she wait less than a week to move on in general, she moved on with a guy she'd basically had sitting on the sidelines for a while anyway.
So yeah, she basically left me for another guy... we had totally clear understanding they were still still a couple and still very in love and "of course" exclusive... so she cheated on me with him, then left me for him.
The girl I thought I wanted to marry and spend the rest of my live with. That bitch. That was just over a year ago. It took a while to get over that, considering I didn't know the whole story until after a month or two of quiet grieving... then I found out EXACTLY how long she'd known the guy, and EXACTLY when she (that whore) started fucking him. Then I stopped grieving and started hating and grieving at the same time. That's some hefty emotional shit. lol
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