I feel like I am in that movie 'Good Luck Chuck' all my ex's seem so happy and all but one are married to the guy they met after me. A few even have kids! Makes you think about things, you know? But let's face it. We ended for some pretty legitimate reason Liz, I let her walk all over me and treat me like shit... sure I the model of indignation at the end and that was why I ended up snapping and going into my year of isolation and working midnights at a radio stations helped that. Allie, I wasn't exciting enough. Ashley was my real commitment but in the end I found out she was dating me in spite. Our relationship was nothing but a mean girl dong something just because she knew someone else wanted me. Jennifer... well there was more regret in that break up then I want to admit. Pavi was a cruel joke who claimed I was emotionless and never told her how I felt... that makes me laugh even now. And then lastly there was Kiersten... she told me again and again we were nothing. Yet we... It felt so much deeper to me. But I was only a place holder, a rebound to make her nice and ready for her next relationship. Nice right. Well they are all happy and have added me on facebook so I can be reminded every couple days of how great their lives are... if I go through and remove friends I'll prolly remove most of them. They don't talk to me and really what are friends that don't even talk?
This is all culminating down to my family... most one of my aunt's that decided to take it upon herself to find out once and for all if I like women or not... First off can anyone say AWKWARD! She wanted to know my type so they could help me meet someone when we went downtown (this was during the 4th of July and we were attending some all-school reunion since my parents graduated from there.) Anyways. 90% of my family think I'm gay, which would be fine if I was... but I'm not. I mean, everyone's had moments of homosexuality but I'm just not turned on by men. No offense guys. But yeah. I can only guess at why everyone feels the need to pursue this. Maybe the fam is just worried that I'm going to be alone and not have a legacy? Kids would be great but I am neither in a relationship or financially stable to raise one. And even if I were in a relationship I really don't know if I'd be decent father material... but that is neither here nor there.
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