People Have Trust Issues Because People Have Lying Issues

As I think about some of the gems that have been attracted to me and vice versa. Wow. I’m surprised I have any faith left. Especially in RI. What in the f*ck is in the water there?

I recently was comparing a guy from a couple of years ago. This guy seriously text me more than anyone in my life. Good morning, good night, how’s your day, I could go on. He met me at my Christmas party after his hockey coaching game. That was like our first date. Before that we had a mutual guy friend I met out where we first met. Later he Facebook messaged me which then progressed into what seemed like the beginning of something.

I didn’t really know too much about him. So I did what we all do. I stalked his Facebook. πŸ˜‚ Not one profile pic in the past probably year of a potential possible girlfriend. No tagged photos. Red flag. You can control if you let a tagged photo on your page if you don’t like it. So why block them all? I mean not a definite he’s hiding something but something to keep in the back of your head. I HATE that feeling of bam you are dumb girl cause you weren’t paying attention. Β Girls that comment on every single one of their photos are either a good friend, girlfriend, or girl who wants to or is hooking up with him.

So me being the wonderful investigator that I am notice this girl saying the stupidest shit on every pic. Just begging for attention. So I click on her profile pic. Low and behold guess who’s in that picture??? Oh yes him! πŸ˜‚ Comments below pic: such an amazing couple, cute pic, you guys are the best. What in the f*ck?

So I call him out on it via text. Me: So you have a girlfriend? Him: No? Me: So why are there tons of pictures from like a month ago on this girls page and her profile pic is you two and the comments say cute couple? Him: She’s crazy and doesn’t want to accept it’s over. I broke up with her a month ago. Me: Oh ok. Now just because I say ok does not mean I am like of course that’s it! πŸ˜‚

A few days later he comes over, we order take out, get a movie. I decide to ask him face to face. I actually remember exactly where I was standing in my kitchen near my fridge while he put the wine in there. Me: You know if you have a gf what you are doing is pretty shitty all around. Him: I know.

So there you have it. It’s like he wanted to tell me. Now guys who did this on the reg prob wouldn’t have answered like that. I was off because this possibly wasn’t regular behavior from him? Maybe, maybe not.

I stop seeing him but continue to torture myself with us texting 800x a day like he’s my boyfriend. It was December which is always a rough month for me. Christmas and both my parents birthdays. It’s like a suicide watch month for me filled with bottles of sav blanc and espresso martinis.

He keeps saying he is going to break up with her but their families are so close. Bla bla. I do make a mistake and see him a couple more times after like 4 weeks. I know dumb ass, but I don’t have line ups of dudes I let over my house and I sure don’t go rolling up at some dude of the weeks house. Β That shit isΒ gross to me. I can’t even handle liking one person enough that I want to touch me without an iv of sav blanc in me so I guess I’m shitty at ending things that need to be ended.

Eventually they break up. By then I’ve realized I wouldn’t want to be with such a p*ssy anyway. I’m pretty sure within a couple of months they were both in new relationships. πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ And I remain single.

Disclaimer to self: Not once was I not already 3 wines in before this guy even got to my house. πŸ€”

I say what I want, do what I want, I need no-one, and am as stubborn they come. I’m loyal to a fault so I don’t like being questioned about anything. Β Doesn’t mean I want to be alone forever and I can’t compromise if I feel it’s equal both ways. Clearly certain things are going to take longer in my life.

Just because something is difficult doesn’t mean it won’t be worth it.

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