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03 February 2009
startled
Probably the only thing more shocking than finding your first husband on Facebook is learning that he married the woman he (a) was cheating on you with but (b) insisted nothing was happening at the time and (c) visited your therapist with you to convince said therapist that you needed antipsychotic meds to quell your delusions, which you believed were delusions until (d) you walked in on them having sex -- in his office. Yes, it's been 13 years. Still -- all this time I thought she was an aberration, not The One. (Meanwhile, I think I'll die alone.)
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I don't think that you will die alone unless you want to. You just pick jerks--to include your first husband.
How do you not pick jerks? Start with a little something I've picked up since reading your blog:
Don't date a guy you meet at an AA meeting.
Fair point -- though (a) I was 16 when I met hubby no. 1 and had grown up in an extremely dysfunctional household... we got married to get cheaper car insurance and a bigger income tax refund... and (b) the problem with J. wasn't that I met him at a meeting ('cause I didn't; I met him on the beach, and our programs were quite separate for a long, long time) but that he wasn't taking care of himself -- it can happen both inside and out of meetings, and you can find assholes anywhere.
Something you don't read here: I've also been in quite a few relationships with really awesome guys that I screwed up because I wasn't ready or decided to be a bitch -- lots of amends to make there.
Sounds like you have a firm handle on the situation now. I suspect that the right guy at the right time will be with you shortly.
You really are a remarkable person.
We'll see what happens -- there's a cute indie rocker boy who keeps getting thrown in my path at odd moments, multiple times each week, and I'm starting to wonder if that means something. ;-)
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