Yesterday, during my 40 Random Facts blog, I mentioned that my ex is marrying the guy she cheated on me with. Yeah, fun fact to know. Wanna know how I found out about it? Email.
I received an email, from said ex, a couple weeks ago. In this email, a few things were made abundantly clear.
1: Alice, my ex, is insane.
2: She misses me (Which, you know, doesn't matter, but is nice to know)
3: I need to stop dating people I'm attracted to, it only leads to pain.
I know we haven't talked in awhile, and I'm sorry for the way things ended between us, but you were a really good friend and a great listener and I could use someone like that right now. Kevin (Cheat boy) and I are getting married (wow, way to ease into that one) and (wait for it) since you are so artistic, I was kinda hoping you might want to help me plan the wedding.
I don't know if you have time for that right now, since we haven't talked since everything happened, but I really hope you could find it in yourself to help me out.
I mean, really?
Hey, I know I cheated on you and you had to find out by walking into Walmart and catching me making out with the guy, but, no hard feelings, right? Listen, I'm a nice guy, but I'm not *that* nice.
This is a continuing trend in my life. Let's make a list, shall we?
Carrie, who tried to make me move away with her to her college town after 2 weeks of dating and punched me in the face when I said "No."
Jolene, who moved back to Germany 6 months after we were dating and told me she was moving the night *before* she left.
Annie, who, after we were jumped by 3 Hispanic men with knives in an alleyway (that I fought off), told me I was scary and we couldn't date anymore, then JUMPED INTO HER CAR AND DROVE OFF. Yeah, nothing like taking a bus home from that, showing up to work an hour and a half late with one eye swollen shut, covered in cuts and bruises, and trying to explain to your boss that you *already* spoke to the cops and were fine to work.
Yeah, my dating history is a field of land-mines, complete with bits of me blown about by crazy people I have chosen to attempt to love.
You know, none of this is exactly making me excited about trying to find another one of you girls...