Resurrection

Had a cool Sunday; beautiful weather, laid around for most of it then had Sunday dinner at a relative's house (who put her FEET in some candied yams, greens, bbq chicken and cornbread by the way), watched a funny episode of Cleveland show, then came home to relax. Yea, pretty chill Sunday.

So I log on Twitter and I'm reading one of my favorite blogger's timelines trying to see if I missed anything. She's asked her followers to send in a pic of what they were doing at that moment for her to RT, so what the hell, I start clicking on some. The FIRST pic I click on...*sigh*...

You ever go through something pretty emotional, and as time goes by you think you've pretty much put it behind you until you run into someone associated with that situation?

*sigh*

This picture I'm looking at is of this.....GIRL...that my ex cheated on me with. You know, the one I said I thought I would be married to this year?

Yea.

That one.

This dude and I had been friends for a good 3 years before we'd started dating, because when we first met I had a boyfriend already. Once me and my bf broke up, I still didnt get with him right away because hell by then he was stuck in that infamous 'friend zone'. Some time went by, we got a little closer, and me feeling like he was a really good guy that I was missing out on I decided to give it a shot.

What the hell had I waited so long for?

Well that's what I thought at first. Shit was gravy in the beginning...I felt like I had finally found the one that I could be myself with, open myself up too, put my heart in his hands and be sure that he wouldnt break it. After all we'd been friends for 3 years and isnt that ideal when it comes to relationships? And if he'd been trying to get at me for all that time and I'd finally given him the time of day, surely he wouldnt do anything to mess it up right? Lol. So wrong...

Not long after we became 'official', he moved to go overseas...he left in February and by April he was bunned up with another chic. Of course I didnt know it then, didnt know it until he came home to visit in September.

Now I have to throw in that around June/July the distance had started taking it's toll on me and I started questioning if this is really what I wanted to do. Even though I knew he was coming home to visit in September I knew that once he left we'd probably being going through the same things again, so around mid-August we broke up.

Fast forward to his visit in September, at first things were tense of course, but after about the first week we pretty much picked up where we left off before he left. I was feeling like the Uber ass since I was the reason we'd fallen off the past few months, so I was determined to do what I had to do in order to fix my relationship before he went back overseas. About a week before he left, while we were apart I decided to be nosy and check his email. Now you can insert all the 'You shouldnt have's" and "that was wrong's" here but it'll fall on deaf ears...what's done is done. I see this LONG email from this female titled "Unexpected", in which she's basically saying how she didnt expect to fall in love with him, she knew that his heart was with someone else and that she was just the chic he was having sex with for the past 6 months, blah blah blah. I call it the final goodbye because obviously at this point he'd told her we were about to try and work it out so she felt the need to express her love through this email.

Long story short we didn't get back together then, because now we had a whole new set of issues to deal with, but we were still able to somewhat enjoy the last few days of his trip before he left. After he left we still talked to see if we could work through it, but under the agreement that all communications with her would cease. About a month went by and during that time he was the typical apologetic, remorseful boyfriend after he's been caught cheating. I guess somebody forgot to inform me that there was a time limit on getting over this kind of betrayal, because two months in he started saying things like "Im getting sick of this," and "it's been two months and we aint made no progress," and my all time favorite, "well maybe you should just date other people and see if you can do better." Lol. Got ya.
It didn't take long after that for him to finally admit that he was still sleeping with 'ol girl', and we ceased all conversation. He still sent me emails periodically asking how I was and saying he missed me, and sometimes I would answer, other times I wouldnt.
Finally after about a month or so I knew that keeping in contact with him was hindering my ability to get over the whole ordeal. He obviously wasn't going to just go away on his own, so I forwarded his messages to her and told her to get her man and tell him to leave me the f--- alone. She responds "Wow I'm sorry, I honestly didnt know. I guess he's nobody's man now." Really bitch? What exactly DIDNT you know??
That he was gonna want to work it out with the chic he had been with when yall laid up?
Or didn't you know this whole time that you were the jumpoff?
A bunch of shit ran through my head to say to her, especially after her 'I guess he's nobody's man now' BS comment, but I decided to be the bigger woman in the situation and just told her that maybe she needed to concentrate on being a good mother to her THREE kids and finding a man of her own who really WANTED to be with her (and not someone else's).
That was about 8 months ago and I haven't had any contact with her since, but seeing her picture tonight really made me wanna go off. Good thing I found another avenue to vent or else that bitch might've had an email as long as this post to read in her inbox.

*deep sigh*

Goodnight.