Dave just walks by and tells me he's going to go drinking with Reid, my ex, this week.
Last week, Reid came by the office and hovered around my desk. Luckily, I was on the phone, so his hovering stopped, and I didn't have to talk to him. I didn't want to talk to him.
From what I hear, Reid hasn't changed at all. His perception of women is so screwed up: "If I ask 100 women to sleep with me and one of them says 'yes,' it'll be worth it," he says. It's all about him, and never about her. Yes, sex is a wonderful thing, so no harm in wanting and seeking that out. But for Reid, women are simply conduits. It's as if he's a parasite sucking what he can out of his "victims" so he can continue on his merry way, doing whatever he pleases. I can't imagine him actually "cherishing" someone - anyone. I think he is physically incapable of loving another human being.
Sometimes, I get so upset with my acute lack of judgment and waste of emotion on the guy. Talk about naive.
And after being in a fantastic, incredibly fulfilling and loving relationship for just over a year now, the gap between what I have today and what I had then is startling to look at. It sensitizes me to the depth to which Reid took me for granted.
He's not even human. I can't explain it.
Posted by ruth at June 16, 2003 06:40 PM