The New M.E. Generation

The ‘beach guy’ told me the location of the seminar, which is about at least a 3-hour drive. And if I was to drive on a Friday after work, who knows what the ETA would be.

Then there was the situation that I would get there late on Friday evening and then he would be at the seminar the whole next day. What the hell was I to do? Lounge at the pool?

And what about Sunday? Was he staying all weekend or driving back home right after the event was over?

So, in other words, his plan is to go through all that effort, including a nasty traffic on the highway, plus a good chunk of gas, in exchange of a few hours meeting to learn if ‘there’s still some chemistry here?’

Even more, there was another issue that was going around my mind. ‘Where you will be is not that close to me,’ wrote I on my text. ‘Even with no traffic it would be at least 3-hours drive. And, yes, I had basically written you off.’

That’s what it meant, literally, since our last ‘conversation’ was through texts because he never answered my calls.

‘Another thing,’ continued I, ‘what’s the deal with your girlfriend?’

‘We’re still together,’ said he, ‘but things are not doing well at all.’

No kidding. So I am now like a generic medication. You want to try this, plus the real thing, and see which gives you the best results for your problem.

I wasn’t surprised at what he told me, but still managed to get me somewhat upset. I think it had to do more with getting flashbacks to the past than getting dumped for someone else.

It was more of a realization that it wasn’t all that about what I felt about him in high school, but that then and now, the guy was just playing games with me and used me for his convenience, him knowing well how I felt about him.

‘I don’t like when guys dump me and then reappear,’ wrote I. ‘I’m not here for people to use me as leverage to compare their feelings.’

‘You’re right. I need to figure out or resolve my relationship. Maybe another time will be better.’

Yeah, like, when? When the ocean drags you in and washes you out?

Not even the strongest medication can alter the side effects of what I’m feeling inside towards you.

The best prescription for all these guys doing the same thing: take a daily of dose of patience, mixed with good self-esteem and love of oneself. Swallow slowly and wait for all to go away (men included).

Don’t you just hate going into your social profile and always see the same people posting the same photos, in the same poses, especially those of couples?

People, we get it, you’re happy! It’s also annoying. Enough of it!

And speaking of those shots that just make you want to ‘delete’ all those who post them, I came across some more photos of the ‘beach guy’ that were tagged by his ex some time in October of last year.

Their children also appeared and they were posing in family-style photos, looking as if the two of them were still together or as if nothing has happened between them.

This made me upset because this guy had expressed to me way back that he wasn’t happy in how she was behaving with him during this separation, especially for the fact that she quickly moved on and very much involved with a new man.

Even more, the caption of the photo read, ‘Redefining family’.

I felt that both of them are total a-holes. Starting with him, if you’re mad at her, why are you still ‘Friends’ with her and, on top of that, getting your picture taken with her? If I were you, I wouldn’t talk to her at all, unless it had to do with the children or a life-threatening situation. Otherwise, ‘speak to my lawyer!’

And, you, bitch, what you’re doing is wrong and a terrible example for your children! Want to screw with your boyfriend or anyone else, do it while single!

And that line of ‘redefining family’, you’re just looking in your own little world for others to tell you that what you’re doing is fine when you damn well know it’s not!

A family is one set of parents, not being with someone and playing with whoever is next-in-line, unless the three of you enjoy the ‘switch-a-roo’ game.

My emotions got really ‘menopausal’ and felt somewhat lied by this guy. I’ve really gotten to the point that I actually don’t like him as a person that much any more.

As the days go by, he’s becoming less and less present on my thoughts, and more becoming a distant memory, like the way it happened in high school.

So where do I take it from here? Nowhere. He hasn’t made the effort to come here and will never do, so nothing will happen here.

The end? Probably.

et cetera