Dating

For the past 9 months, I've been dating an old friend. And, unfortunately, I love the jackass. However, I need to cut my losses and move on.

How one person can push my emotions to such a point is beyond me. But I've allowed it and I will no longer tolerate it.

I am a kind, loving and giving woman. I treat people as I want to be treated, especially any significant other. Breakfast in bed, massages, just treating very well. Unfortunately, some people take this as a sign of weakness instead of caring.

Let's call this man... Josh. His name has been changed to protect the guilty. :) Josh has a friend that we'll call... Bambi. Josh has been letting Bambi stay at his home because Bambi has been having a tough time financially. This was supposed to be a temporary situation. Josh has been upset at Bambi because Bambi never has the money to pay her share of the rent (actually, it's about 25% of the monthly rent). However, Bambi has purchased new furniture, a new surround system, all kinds of lovely things. This has been a constant source of friction between Josh and Bambi. As little as three weeks ago, Josh told Bambi to find somewhere else to live if she can't afford the measly amount for rent that he was asking. She agreed.

Josh has decided to move out of his current home. I mentioned to him that this was a perfect way to get rid of Bambi, and he agreed. Two weeks ago, he and I went looking at apartments, all of which were two bedrooms with lofts. In the first apartment, he mentioned that there MUST be two separate bathrooms because he would not share a bathroom with Bambi. My blood started to boil. I asked him why he would consider having her move with him when he's already angry with her about not paying the current rent. He said something along the lines of, "I know, I'm a jerk."

Yesterday, he was going to come over around 2:30. I didn't hear from him until 7:30. Come to find out that he went to the diner with his friend and his friend's girlfriend. Now, why wouldn't he call to tell me that instead of having me wait to see what he wanted for dinner? And why wasn't I invited? Why am I always sitting on the outside looking in?

I was in tears all day yesterday because of this. I couldn't say anything because my boys were here and they really like him.

I've asked him to keep open one night for just me this week so we can go for coffee and talk. He said maybe Wednesday or Thursday. We'll see if he shows up.

The worst part is that my kids genuinely like him. This is going to be really hard on them.