Better late than never.

My ex finally admitted that she still loves her ex-boyfriend. Apparently she realized this when she found out that he was going to fight in Iraq. Now personally I think this guy is a racist piece of shit and the scum of the Earth who treated her like crap (big surprise), but according to her he said he really "felt bad" about doing all that to her. Funny how people suddenly have a change of heart when they are about to face death. I'm sure he's found God as well.

I noticed the signs from the beginning:
Her always being defensive whenever I said anything bad about him.
Constantly talking about him to me, but never mentioning me to him.
The far off looks whenever she talked about him.
Overly critical.
Lack of enthusiasm.
Defending his white trash family and friends.
the list goes on...

Well, I guess we'll see if he's being sincere or just doing the whole death bed repentance thing in the next few months. For her sake I hope he's on the level. She needs some happiness in her life, but deep down, I think she's setting herself up for more disappointment. It's a classic example of battered women syndrome and I've seen it happen a million times:
First phase is the "tension building" phase.
Second phase is the initial "incident" phase.
Third phase is the "Honeymoon" phase.
Right now they're in the "Honeymoon" phase. (I'll post more about this in detail later on.)



Hmm... I refer to her as an "ex", but I guess that doesn't quite qualify in this situation.

My only complaint is her waiting so long to finally admit it. The only reason she did so was because I called and asked her directly. No telling when she would've told me if I hadn't asked, if at all. Of course she gave the ol' "I didn't know how I felt until I realized he was leaving me" reason. It was obvious she felt this way about him for a long time before that realization. It would've been nice if she had told me before I invested all that time into the "relationship". How disappointing.

Although I'll never admit this to her, but I should've listened to my sister who told me to get the hell outta Dodge when I told her that the "ex" was still in the picture. Matter of fact, most of my friends said the same thing. Oh well...we all make mistakes and hindsight is always 20/20. Dammit.

I mean she drove 8 hours to Mississippi to see him off. I'd be lucky if I could get her to drive across town. So we'll see what happens.

Why did I hang around as long as I did? Well, when you think you're in "love" *SHUDDER* you do stupid things. I make no excuses. I would've been pissed at myself if I gave up without at least trying because you never know until you do so. If it doesn't work out the way you want it to, you just dust yourself off, go through your PHASES, vent a little on your blog and get right back into it. The alternative is locking yourself up in your room and feeling sorry for yourself like a pussy.

Fucking cunt.