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Okay, so we all have ex’s. Or at least, most of us do.
- With some, the relationship ended amicably and you remain close buds.
- With others, the end was so dramatic that seeing their face still brings extreme sadness to your soul.
- With a select few, there’s no emotional pull at all. Being around them is akin to standing in a room of strangers. Just this stranger, you happen to have been intimate with momentarily.
- With most, one of you is more hurt than the other, more attached, more likely to sit there and pine over the thought of, “What if?” A very dangerous question, mind you.
Everyone has ex stories, and I would love to hear all of them. Seriously, post them in the comment section, I will read each and every tale of lost love. I don’t care if you wish to share a story from when you were together or after you parted – I just love a good story, Hell, I even love a bad story on occasion.
Here, I’ll go first:
Recently the only man I’ve ever dated contacted me. And I think it’s important to clarify that we broke up over two years ago. That we were not a happy couple. Also, that I can’t remember the last time we had a conversation.
The situation was the sort of predicament that everyone wants to avoid – a former lover declaring that they miss them and want them back. And then, to inform you that they can’t afford to eat because they call out of work in efforts to avoid you.
Seriously? Don’t blame me for your hunger.
Little is more uncomfortable than having someone you’d rather not talk with, cry about you over the phone.
But I was very polite, making grand statements like, “I’m sorry, but there’s nothing I can do to make you feel better.”
Then I got a handful of text messages. Granted it’s not seventy messages in two days like a different situation of mine (but that’s a whole different story – if you want to hear it, please let me know).
The first basically said, “What if I stop picking my fingernails?” – Huh? I don’t remember that being a problem.
The second asked me to think about what I’d done. Said, “It was nice to hear your voice the way that I remember it,” and urged me to take a couple of days to get back to him with why we can’t be together – Yeah, I’m not gonna do that. I think it’s VERY VERY obvious why I don’t want to date you again.
And the last accused me of rudely texting him in Spanish – I don’t even know Spanish.
So there’s my most recent story. While my current dating life is quite stale, so much so that it’s borderline pathetic. It seems my past wanted to stir up the unwanted drama in my life.
Which is just … annoying.
Okay, now would you be so kind as to tell me a story?