I won’t be in town to see this published. I fly back to BC Saturday, 7am…
I drove out here to Nova Scotia for you, piled all my belongings in a little red truck, quit my job, gave up my 20,000 scholarship… all for you. Because you gave me a ring and a promise.
NOW I find out about the seven (or more) others, and the STD and the lies… I was so shocked I fainted, convulsed, and vomited. I cannot stay with a compulsive liar and cheater; you have ruined my life.
We will no longer sit together on Sunday afternoons after surfing and read The Coast; you can do that on your own. I hate you, sir. —The baker girl
This article appears in Jul 1-7, 2010.
I can’t believe you gave all this away for a human, even if the person wasn’t a douchebag!!
Ya, get a grip, if he loved you he could wait for you to finish taking advantage of that scholarship.
Funny, I was just teasing a friend about his upcomming bachelor party which may/may not include strippers: “Just be sure that your wedding gift to your future wife IS NOT a venerial disease…” But I was totally teasing.
OP, instead of looking at this as a negative, try to see this as something positive as in you’ll never let another dude sweet talk you into major decisions again. Consider it a lesson learned rather than beat yourself over the head with a petrified ball of sourdough.
You, my dear, are most certainly better off. Too bad you didn’t have all the facts before you set off east…
“…I fainted, convulsed, and vomited “
sounds like you took it well.
It could have been much worse… boy do I have some bad stories.
you may not be able to take back some of those (in retrospect) bad decisions but you’ll soon see that you’ll be alright.
I hear ya zZz, I’ve got some battle scars too – resulting in a failed marriage, career and community change and lots less $ than 3 years ago. But hey, I’m feeling tougher and more myself than ever, and I’m sure you will too OP. Fuck it hurts though, eh? It was an 18 month process for me, but the stregth you’ll have at the end of this hopefully will ensure that you’ll never make those kinds of mistakes again.
It is going to take so long to get over this, but you will. And you’ll meet someone else and he won’t be able to get away with anything. It’s hard to see it now but it’s an amazing lesson.
ah.. 18 months is quite a while to kick the can ralmn.
I had a sketchy stretch for a while there…
there were actually people in the states who lurk on here mailing me…
quasi concerned. I think they were just wondering if I was going to snap and go on a rampage through halifax…..
but in the end I bounced back in true form.
6 weeks or so of complete, life-altering changes and they’ll see things through different glasses… or contacts….
can’t really say different eyes since I don’t think humans in general are very good at eye transplants….
you will get it together OP. Even if you never read this and don’t realize it yet.
I watched Operation Repo yesterday and they took a young couple’s car as soon as they pulled in the driveway. Newly married, wearing a wedding dress and tux.. guys was 7 months behind on payments. His bride flipped! Yeah, I laffed good and hard watching that.
But of course, I do feel really bad for OP’s moronic moves ;p Guess this guy had a lot more going on here than she did out west. A ring and a promise.. snicker
yea this sucks big time but thank the gods of whatever you found out now instead of post kids,house etc…
My sympathies, OP. I’ve made some very bad choices in my past romantic relationships. As awful as it feels right now you are lucky that you didn’t learn about this years down the road, after a couple of kids, yadda yadda. I know that kind of thinking doesn’t make it feel any better right now but it’s true.
After being burned the last time I came out of the experience with so much more self-knowledge. I realized afterward that I could have gotten myself in real trouble and made badly needed changes like learning to trust my first impressions, respect red flags, and demand more from my relationships. Best of luck to you.
you should have came to the suckster instead. too late now, the pon farr is coming to an end, and i’m going back to being myself again. long live anarchy.
I would have chopped off his thing and fed it to the jellyfish.
How naive and stupid is the OP to drive across Canada for some dude? Is the OP a dumb blonde or a tweeked out gay boi?
You have friends here. Do you need a place to stay for the next couple of nights? Just walk down the street…
OP… i offer my deepest sympathies. Love (unfortunately) can lead us to do some crazy and questionable things. Hind-sight is 20/20 in that case. I wish you all the best and know that, if anything, you can definitely use the experience to make you a much stronger person.
I hope you, at least, enjoyed the rest of your time in NS.
Pawn the ring.
NTH, it would likely be more painful if you leave it attached for the jellyfish….
And you know this from experience zZz? 😀
oh my yes… I thoroughly enjoy sticking the ol’ todger in the jelly tank.
nothing like tingly jiggly bits.
I’ve heard it helps ease the pain if you piss on them. Jellyfish stings I mean; and cheating douchebags too, prolly
So if you get bitten on your “jiggly bits”, you will have to have someone else pee on it?
That’s just wrong.
Here it’s wrong. On Savage Love it’s called “Meeting the In-Laws”.