Thursday, 1 September 2016

Facebook Stalking

OK, OK, I'll admit it. I sometimes Facebook stalk my exes. But doesn't everyone?! Besides, I'm friends with a couple of them on Facebook anyway.

One of the ones I'm not friends with is the one that, when I was 18 years old, I though was the one. If I'm honest, I kind of still think that now. I think I might have loved him back when I was 18 and I could certainly see a future for us back then. He is the one that, if he turned up on my doorstep tonight, I would welcome in with open arms. He is the lad who got me pregnant when we were 18. I have always wondered would have happened if I hadn't have miscarried.

But all that was a long time ago - I'm nearly 30 now!

Anyway, when we were younger, he was never the settling down type. He didn't want marriage and kids and all that. He wanted fun and adventure and to travel. And his job allows him to do that. We have mutual friends on Facebook and he popped up in the comments of a mutual friends post. So like any sane ex, I thought I would have a nosey. Turns out this lad who never wanted to settle down has just bought a house with his girlfriend. I mean, it's a normal thing for any nearly 30 year old to do but it really saddened me, which is pathetic. I haven't even seen him for years. I haven't spoken to him since I was about 21. He lives, well I don't know where, but no where around here. Don't you think it would have been so much easier back before Facebook when guys from your past would be just that - that past?

On a slightly more upbeat note, the latest guy I really fancy is, I have just learnt, now officially single. Interesting...

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