So, that Britney song is playing on the radio in my head...(yes, I'm again without my meds - that's a whole different story)...
So I broke up with my boyfriend last Monday. Typical ADD whirlwind relationship... I was a couple weeks out of my last relationship, the 4 year one... when I reconnected with someone I went to HS with. We didn't know each other really in school... but he asked me out, and we went out on a date... which was cool, and fun... and in SOOO typical ADD fashion, I invited him in when he brought me home. He spent the night, and never left.
Yep, moved right in... I was infatuated beyond measure. He's a great guy... he really and truly is. Sweet, hardworking, funny. Believes that I'm a princess. Does housework. Is good with my kids. Sex is great. He was totally there for me when my nephew died. The weekend before I broke up with him, he took care of me all weekend while I suffered with the flu. Really and truly... a great guy.
So that Monday, while I was still home getting my strength back, I decided to break up with him.
I had been considering it off and on for about a month. Kept telling myself that he was a great guy, and I should try harder.
So I broke up with him... told him, "It's not you, it's me." SOOO cliche... but in this case, so entirely true!
What started out as an infatuation with a shiny new toy ended up as a boring plaything that could barely hold my interest.
Plus, I have trust issues. I just discovered that about myself. Apparantly I was the last to know.
So now, knowing what I know about myself, I have a new focus, a new resolve. I'm not going to put someone else through this again... because I'm starting to make a habit of leaving broken hearts in my wake, and I don't feel good about it. No more relationships. Friends with benefits... ok. Casual, take me out to the movies and buy me dinner... ok. Meet my kids? No way. Move in? No way. The L word? Abso-effin-lutely NO WAY!
I'm putting this all down here so that when a new shiny toy comes along, hopefully I'll read it, and remember what happens to shiny new toys....
Cynical? Yeah, I've a touch of the cynicsm tonite. But honestly... however it might sound, I'm happy with where I'm at right now.... seriously.
Except that the boyfriend is still living here... sleeping on my couch... because I didn't have the heart to throw him out on the street after breaking his heart. I guess I'm not the worst person in the world after all, huh?
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