Ha. After reading over my past few blog posts, I realized I hadn't even written about being in a relationship. And now that relationship is over. I pretty much figured it was over the other day (Wednesday, I believe) when I left my best friend the tearful message, "Hey girl. I'm ok. I just think I hate my boyfriend." After realizing that, how good can a relationship really be?
The thing is, I loved (love) this guy, W. I really do (did). And I thought he loved me. Yes, he was significantly younger (5.5 years) and yes, we had some issues. But we were working through them. Or so I thought. The thing that happened were his stupid friends.
I hated his friends. They were young, like him. But stupid. I called them his stupid, loser friends. They all had kids (not that that's a bad thing) and do drugs and party and drink all the time. They steal things from one store and return them to another, just to make money to drink and party. Stupid.
W had this one friend, let's call her A, and she bothered me so much. She ended up staying at his place for a few weeks. And they slept in the same bed. And he didn't tell me. I guessed after finding out she was staying there. (He didn't tell me that, either.) And he didn't understand why it bothered me that he was sleeping (not having sex, sleeping) with another woman.
During this time, his grandfather was in the hospital. W called me one day and said his grandfather wasn't doing well. I offered to come to the hospital to be with him. His response? "I don't need you to. I've got A." Um, wtf? I didn't understand that. He later told me that if he and I weren't together, he'd try being with her. Thanks for that. I didn't need to know.
On top of her bothering me, I found out she's a truly crappy mother. She has a son who's 4 or 5 (I've been around her numerous times and didn't even know she had a kid!) and she has him at parties with drugs and alcohol. That's awful. I would never do that to my kids.
I don't know how I went from talking about my relationship ending to complaining about his friends. Oh well. I just saw on facebook he changed his relationship status to "single." That sucks. Of course, I changed mine last night.
I'm way off track. And I'm getting depressed just writing about this. I've managed to go 20 minutes now not crying. I don't want to cry. I'm all over the place. I'll finish (or continue) my breakup story later.
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