...What?
So this night was pretty much horrible. Last night at the bar we ran into a few of Corrie's friends. One of them seemed to be pretty nice, though he was hitting on me quite a bit. He was pretty drunk at the time and asked me to be his kiss for New Years or whatever, so I was like sure, you know? So anyways, he had given me his number (because I took my cue from Corrie and didn't give out mine) but somehow he or me or someone had pushed "send" that night and he got mine. Well, ok, he called me this morning and didn't even know who I was. Everything about this situation said "PLAYER!" all over it to me. So I shrug it off, no big deal, and we head over to the bar tonight.
Sure enough he's there. We're talking and whatever, and he notices my rings. So I say "this is my high school ring, and this is the one my boyfriend gave me." Well he flips out. So I try to explain my situation, which is impossible in a few words. So he says some fairly horrible shit to me, and I get upset and leave for a second. To make a long story short, apparently in one night this total stranger got completely hung up on me, and it took Corrie about an hour and a half to calm him down.
Now, honestly, I feel pretty bad. Not only because it brought up some of my insecurities ("Well, he told me to live my own life now." "But he still wants to see me." etc., etc.), but because I don't know what's going to happen between me and my old man. I really love him...but there's no chance for anything more between us. It kills me, it really does. I just feel like I don't even know what's right anymore. Nothing is right. There's no choice here that's good. Everything is so fucked up.
Especially after being so summarily judged tonight. Christ. I just wanted to have a good new year's. I do feel bad about unintentionally leading this guy on apparently, but I really was just trying to be honest about the situation and it just happened to be about the worst time to do it.
It seems like in the last three days I've become a different person, and this is NOT who I thought I would be.
So this night was pretty much horrible. Last night at the bar we ran into a few of Corrie's friends. One of them seemed to be pretty nice, though he was hitting on me quite a bit. He was pretty drunk at the time and asked me to be his kiss for New Years or whatever, so I was like sure, you know? So anyways, he had given me his number (because I took my cue from Corrie and didn't give out mine) but somehow he or me or someone had pushed "send" that night and he got mine. Well, ok, he called me this morning and didn't even know who I was. Everything about this situation said "PLAYER!" all over it to me. So I shrug it off, no big deal, and we head over to the bar tonight.
Sure enough he's there. We're talking and whatever, and he notices my rings. So I say "this is my high school ring, and this is the one my boyfriend gave me." Well he flips out. So I try to explain my situation, which is impossible in a few words. So he says some fairly horrible shit to me, and I get upset and leave for a second. To make a long story short, apparently in one night this total stranger got completely hung up on me, and it took Corrie about an hour and a half to calm him down.
Now, honestly, I feel pretty bad. Not only because it brought up some of my insecurities ("Well, he told me to live my own life now." "But he still wants to see me." etc., etc.), but because I don't know what's going to happen between me and my old man. I really love him...but there's no chance for anything more between us. It kills me, it really does. I just feel like I don't even know what's right anymore. Nothing is right. There's no choice here that's good. Everything is so fucked up.
Especially after being so summarily judged tonight. Christ. I just wanted to have a good new year's. I do feel bad about unintentionally leading this guy on apparently, but I really was just trying to be honest about the situation and it just happened to be about the worst time to do it.
It seems like in the last three days I've become a different person, and this is NOT who I thought I would be.
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