Fast forward to April (on month after I FB stalked him and found out he had a gf). I haven’t heard from or reached out to him in over 3-4 months. It was a Saturday night and I found myself watching ‘The Good Dinosaur’ alone on my couch, balling my eyes out. Why is it that when women get sad, we always seem to revert back to our past relationships? Why do we think things would be different a second time around? Why was I thinking of him?

I was lonely. I’ll admit it. I grabbed my phone and found his name. I think I wanted closure more than anything. I wanted to know the reason as to why he treated me that way and why he walked away when I thought things were going so well. I texted him. Something simple. “Why did you walk away from me?” Was it something I did?
Something I said?

Remember, I had figured out he was dating another woman at the same time he was with me, and I had some words about it. He responded, “Saw your blog” (see pt. 1 for more details). I DIED LAUGHING. That was the point. You were supposed to see it and realize that you were being a freaking moron and that women eventually find out EVERYTHING. He told me that he realized she wasn’t the one for him and that he missed me. He broke up with her a month or so ago. But He hadn’t reached out to me because he wanted some time to pass. He said he had made a mistake, and wanted to see me again. I kid you not, it was as if he was literally begging to be with me, and I wasn’t having it. If he really meant it, he was going to have to work for it. He told me that the reason he walked away (aka ghosted me) was because I didn’t want a relationship. The first time we had met, we both talked about how we wanted to take things slow not have to worry about labeling our relationship. I was totally ok with that and he was too. How can he hold that against me? Maybe he should have brought it up?

I agreed to meet him to go dancing that week. Basically, I wanted to see if I still had feelings for him. We had a great night. It was as if no time had passed. We just understood each other and had the same sense of humor. Something about him just made me giddy.

We continued see each other. Dinner dates, dancing dates, random errand dates on the weekends… It felt good. I was still uneasy though. There was just something about I that I didn’t trust. That should have been my red flag. We made plans to go to this opening of a new bar to dance. We made these plans maybe 1-2 weeks in advance. But, what do you know… he stopped talking to me again. GHOSTED. REALLY?! I had a random family trip come up the same weekend we were supposed to go to this opening. But given that I hadn’t heard from him in a few days, I decided to go on the trip. I did hear from him that Frida, the day before the opening, when I was out of town. He told me that he was sorry but he got scared after seeing me and he didn’t know what to do. So clearly, the best option was for him to ignore me again. I’m not falling for this again.

People never change… I wasn’t going to put up with these games. I was done. Fun fact: He did start dating a new girl shortly after our last conversation, and he ended up marrying her 6 short months later. We will see how that goes.

NEXT!