I've been avoiding my blog. There, I admit it. There's so much to blog about, but I've been waiting until I've been ready. Ready to pretty much just unleash. So, here we go.
For a while things were great. Brand new high rise condo, amazing job that I love going to everyday ... oh ... and a guy, yes there was a guy. He made my heart pitter patter every time I saw him. He was amazing. He was a hard worker, well mannered and just the perfect gentleman, everything I could hope for.
Or so I thought ...
I'm a realist, so it's very rare for me to be swept up in the moment. But somehow it happened. I allowed myself to lose sight of reality. I was so happy and blindly in love that I guess I didn't see things falling apart, well, until it was too late that is.
It happened so suddenly (in my eyes at least). Sure, there were a few red flags here and there, but being so blissfully happy and unaware, I dismissed them. Then one day it just hit me, something was going on. I didn't know what, but there was definitely something. Then I decided to do the unimaginable, I snooped.
Let me just say, I don't condone snooping, I've never done it before ... but this time ... this time it was different. I knew I'd find something, but I don't think I was really ready for what I would find. Emails and text messages. The worst email that went back and forth several times between him and "her" ... was so terrible, it was so mean and nasty that it is still burned in my mind. It was mainly an email where she made fun of me and he droned on and on about how unhappy he was and that he only stayed with me because he felt sorry for me.
Now, let me just preface this by saying ... I'm not exactly the troll under the bridge collecting the toll, if you know what I mean. Or course, looks aren't everything, but I'm a nice person. That's what I kept saying to myself as I hysterically sobbed over this email, I'm a really good person. I spend one day a week with abandoned and neglected children, I go to church, I pay my taxes.
Long story short, after I confronted him he dumped me two days later ... at 6 am ... via text message. Yes, and while he was dumping me via text message he was proclaiming it on facebook as well. That's just how I wanted my mother to find out I was dumped. Yayyyyyyy!
So that brings us to this point. Well, kind of. I've picked up the pieces and am now on the road to finding myself and figuring out who I am. I can't say it's been easy.
I'm back out there dating and it's been pretty ugly, but it is the road that must be traveled, at least it is if I'd like to avoid being the crazy cat lady.
