This 4th of July, we should celebrate the unity of our country...our independence...our peace...etc...etc...And while you all are doing that, I'll be celebrating the 1 year anniversary of the day I "broke-up" with this crazy guy!
Now I say "break-up" because although we were not an official couple,
it was definitely a break-up. At least to him it was. To me it was a reminder to him that we were just friends. Now to the story.
It all started one hot summer in Atlanta. An old friend of mine reached out to me and we sort of reconnected [
let's call this friend...Dave]. I always had a crush on Dave. We've actually known eachother for a number of years, but then he went off to do his pro athlete thing and we eventually lost touch. So you can imagine how excited I was that he found me. Like before, me and Dave hit it off as if we were meant to be together. Little did I know, he had some serious baggage...I mean Louie V baggage! He had recently broke up with his daughter's mother, and also had a bad falling out with another girl he was trying to date after her. The timeline of this whole thing threw me off because his daughter's mother had just given birth a few months prior to me and him hooking up. Now I'm no good at math, but I do know 1 baby mama + 1 ex + 1 child =
Drama. But like most women,
I masked all of his bad qualities and covered them with the few good ones I could find....
A few weeks past and in my opinion we are still in the getting to know each other [
again] phase. But one day, on my way to my cousin's house, Dave decides to let his heart out. The conversation goes a little something like this...
Dave, "You know I really care alot about you. I don't know what it is. You're just so perfect..."
Me, "Aww thanks. I care about you too. I'm interested in seeing where this could go."
Dave, "Go?"
Me, "Yeah.."
Dave, "So do you consider us together?"
Me, "Like...together??? Uh...I mean I like you but I think it's too soon to give it a title."
Dave, "Well...I just have to be honest with you...I'm the jealous type."
Me, ".....really."
Dave, "And I want you. I don't want anyone else to have you...."
Me, "....o....k....."
Dave, ".....Tray I don't want you talking to no other dudes."
Me, "Well I'm only talking to you silly haha"
Dave, "No Im serious...no guy friends. I don't trust that."
At that point, you could imagine what was going through my mind. I've never had a man tell me who and who not to talk to.
A few other situations started to pop up and before I knew it w
e were arguing about where I was at, who I was with, what's that sound, why I ain't call....And yet
I still stuck around! I believed that inside of that crazy bizarre mind of his was a man I could somehow be with....
Months passed, then came July 4th 2009.
By this time,
I learned to deal with his rants and questions, somewhat dodging them and ultimately just giving him what he wanted. Me. I wasn't going out as much, if I did I was constantly texting him and hiding in the bathroom on the phone with him just to avoid having him upset from hearing voices in the background. Now I know what you're thinking....but it got to the point where if he got to that level of insecurity, he'd cry and accuse me of treating him like his ex, and all the other women he'd been with. Somehow that got to me. I knew that wasn't me, so
I tried to prove him wrong. Anyways, July 4th, I flew down to Miami to visit family. He wanted to meet them as well but I was trying my best not to let that happen because I saw a train wreck in slow motion with Dave. He was
unstable and I didn't feel like dealing with it anymore. Of course by ignoring his calls and sending excuses through text messages of why I didn't want him there with me, he lost it. He literally went crazy yelling through the phone and saying he doesn't trust me, he thinks there is a guy with me, he loves me....
Yes LOVES me. Just foolery that made me hang up on him more than once.
Finally that night, after having fun with my many cousins and various family members, I called Dave and told him that I thought things were moving too fast....
Dave, "So what are you saying..."
Me, "It's not you, it's me. I don't think I'm what you need right now.
Dave, "Baby don't do this to me"
Me, "*sigh* Dave....we're friends. Nothing is going to change that...but-"
Dave, "Tray DONT DO THIS!"
At this point he's crying.
Me,".......I'm sorry."
Dave, "You're just like all of the other ones....
{insert profanity here}"
Me, "Bye Dave"
Finally. I was free.
Happy 4th of JULY-Versary!!! :)
