I am honestly beginning to think that my life is just some big joke. As I sit here, writing this, I cannot help but laugh at the events that have occurred since my first blog post.
– A person contacted me on twitter.
– They wanted to know why my last relationship ended.
-They were curious because they had been talking to my ex.
–The person in reference is a man.
Yes sir, ladies and gentlemen, you read that correctly. The person that I dated on and off since high school is actually into men. In all reality (funny pun), I guess it is a blessing that things fell apart when they did.
I spent a total of ten minutes wondering if I was a cover up, or if he had ever really had feelings, or if he had been talking to this person while we were dating. Thankfully, ten minutes was all I wasted until I realized…
None of it matters.
I spent years of my life with someone that never romantically loved me back and I am a stronger woman because of it.
I just hope that at some point, he finds the courage to tell people who he really is. Pretending to be someone your not is like trying to breathe underwater. When you finally embrace yourself for who you are, it is like coming up for air. I hope he can breathe someday soon.