So its time for me to really let loose on something, to get super angry at a particular aspect of my life. Small children and sensitive people should leave the room cause, yes, this shits about to get real.
I am divorced. No secret really, but generally I don't mention it in passing conversation cause then it brings up funny awkward questions like "so why did it happen?" and "so why did it happen?". The truth is everything was my fault and I went through a very self destructive time proving that I did not deserve happiness and such so talking about it over and over again is not my idea of a good time. Now this is where people get a little confused, me and my Ex are actually very good friends and do quite a bit together. We have made peace (more or less) with what has happened and attempted to move on.....or so I thought.
A few months ago I found out rather harshly that she was dating someone for quite some time but lied directly to my face about it for no reason at all other than she likes her privacy. That's cool I suppose, after all I am just a friend, but when things started to go bad with this dude and I was seriously concerned when her emotional state resembled a schizophrenic with Downs I think it might have been good to know what the hell was happening. For Bug and Bubbas if nothing else. So when confirmed by a mutual friend and then confronted of course she is going to flip out on me for not respecting her privacy, right? So yeah that was a blast!
Fast forward a few months and everything is fine and dandy. Mind you I have not dated for a long time, since the infamous fuck up, and have not really attempted to for fear of being an emotional basket case and the like. So I seriously did not expect someone amazing to show up in my life almost at random, it was not planned and I am still in shock. Now that's not really the issue, in fact its such a non issue that I wouldn't have said anything had it not been so integral to my subject. The issue is hypocrisy.
So I do my Ex the courtesy of telling her I got a date. Did I mention that this girl was so out of my league I was utterly flabbergasted she would bat an eye at me, no because I am sane and like my genitals exactly where they are. But I did tell her so she didn't find out in the same horrible manner that I had not too long ago. Everything is kosher right? Oh hells-to-the-no, this is where shit gets crazy with a capital WTF.
I am treated like the piece of shit she thinks I am, she cries about how I just dont understand and never will because of what I did two years ago, and then tells me I don't need to worry about taking care of the kids cause they obviously aren't my problem. Ummm excuse me? How does this have anything to do with my babies? In fact shouldn't she be grateful that I have been utterly ecstatic about life and all that good stuff since...you know...I met miss amazing? Apparently not. And how might me going on a date be any different than what she did other than the fact that I was honest and genuinely care about the person I am interested in?
Short answer, its fucking not!
So let me be happy and stop trying to unload your baggage on me, I have paid for my mistakes and then some.
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