Of course, I did hear from SP - finally. Late Saturday night. This was after I'd met with my parents on Saturday morning to make plans for our little baby Thanksgiving instead of going to SP's family shindig. We were sad, and I told them that I didn't know if he'd ever contact me again. I should have known it was only a matter of time. You guys were right, as always.
I don't know what came over me, but I did agree to see him as long as we didn't have a fight - I just couldn't deal with that. So of course, we skirted the issue, knowing that we're either going to have to face facts or just give it up. The thought of giving it up is so painful, but I've been thinking that all week.
So we met for a late breakfast yesterday and of course, it was nice and friendly and ...ugh. I probably made things worse and more confusing, and that's my way, I guess. I need to learn to be strong.
And today, he actually texted me to ask if I would go to his family Thanksgiving. My reply was basically, of course NOT. I've already made plans with my parents, and...NO. WAY. Are you kidding me??!
What do you do with a charming, loving, seemingly wonderful guy who just can't hold up to his side of the trust bargain?
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