Cinco de Mayo

There are a few close friends that I don’t get to see very often. Between their schedule with kids and mine, it’s sometime impossible to line up schedules to coordinate. Today was not one of those days- I actually was able to spend most of the day with one of my good friends.

We had a wonderful day and went out for drinks to celebrate Cinco de Mayo. It was lovely to catch up on the kids, work and everything in between. And then she asked me the question… if I’ve talked to him. We had avoided conservation of my dating life all day and I know she was not trying to be hurtful, but it ended up being that way. It sucks as I really haven’t thought much about him lately and was taken a bit off guard. Five months later and it still hurts to talk about him.

Had I been a big drinker I probably would have gotten trashed. But I’m not. So I drown my sorrows in weepy British movies based on literary classics. What a sentimental dork I am. LOL, love Austen and Bronte.

It’s not that he made a mistake that still bothers me, it’s the fact that he betrayed me so terribly and then continued to lie about it. But I believe everything has a reason for happening. I just got a bit stronger from it and further enforced my boundaries of what I won’t accept.  Some women may have chosen to look the other way and pretend it wasn’t happening, but I have more self-respect for myself than that. I will never accept being treated in such a fashion. He never deserved me.


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