Well, it took a trip to Tampa, a gorgeous pothead and a parapalegic from New Zealand to put my life in perspective. It sounds like a plotline from Seinfeld, but hopefully this will cut down on my "torn between my ex and my current bf" threads. So sit down, pull up a chair and get ready for a LONG story.
I won't delve into the background too much, since there have been numerous threads on both Mark and Chris. I'll briefly summarize the cast of characters lol. Chris is my current bf. We were together for 3 years, broke up for 2. I married my obscenely good looking cokehead ex husband Cody. (not important) After I left Cody, I took up with the second "leading character". Mark and I started dating in March of 2007. We broke up last year because of his drinking.
Chris, Mark and I have known each other for the same amount of time (since 2001). Both are tall skinny white boys with huge dicks and even bigger video game addictions.
Well to get to my story, Chris and I got back together in September 2008 after 2 years apart. It wasn't the joyous reunion I had pictured in my mind a thousand times, mostly lying numb in a cocaine induced stupor. We had both changed. We're both a hell of alot more cynical and angry. I wasn't the same malleable little girl that hung onto his every word and treated it like it was the voice from Mt. Sinai. There were many bitter words and resentments. I finally got clean on my own after battling cocaine addiction on and off for 6 years.
Mark was still emailing me telling me he loved me, but acting like the aforementioned douchebag in the numerous threads I have posted. I had been torn between the two of them for a long time. I decided to take the Tampa gig to get away from everything. Something happened while I was gone. Chris' sister ran off with a parapalegic from Australia or New Zealand (must be the accent). Chris wrote to me telling me he loved me and couldn't wait for me to come home where I was meant to be. He apologized for all the years that he never told me how much he loved me. He told me seeing his sister throw away her marriage on a foolish whim made him realize that we had something special, and that we had been meant to be together all this time. I will always love Mark, don't get me wrong. But I was never able to completely exorcise Chris from my heart. To date, I have only ever remained faithful to one man. Chris. So yeah, I think the endless threads of "asshole ex vs. stubborn bf" are over. I believe in true love once again. I may not have the fairy tale ending, but this is a hell of a start.Now I just want to get Superbowl done!



Now I just want to get Superbowl done!
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