Rewind!

Good morning!

Currently at work fairly bored so I decided to get this story going since this will be covered over numerous posts.

So everyone ready for the start of the story? I guess first you need a little background. I'm 18 going on 19 and yes, my life is this ridiculous. I started dating a guy, Chris, back in 2006. He was 6 years older than me so right there this caused a lot of problems. 16 year old dating a 23 year old, yeah, we got some looks. I kept it hush hush for about two months, not wanting my parents to know, or my workplace since we did work at the same retail store. My manager ended up finding out 3 months after and immediately my shifts were cut down. Apparently we "couldn't work well together" even though we were in different departments and rarely saw each other at work. We were nothing but professional, but that's just objective right? So after having a huge discussion with my general manager, I was able to work at the same time as him but of course under watchful eye. People at work started to find out too and thought it was odd but we worked well together somehow.

We ended up dating for over a year and it started to go down hill when I started university in fall of 2007. I was off making something for myself while he had taken a year off from school since he didn't get into his faculty, twice. I finally forced him to go back to university and take courses to upgrade his marks since he had quite a number of failures so he could at least have somewhat of a chance to get into his faculty. Along with university driving us apart, it didn't help that we went to different universities. I also had a full course load plus labs and was attempting to get into pharmacy (which I didn't). I had to work my ass off to get stellar marks and he couldn't understand that I couldn't see him 3 times a week like we did over the summer.

Along with university came my 18th birthday, which meant of course I could go to the bar. For me the bar isn't a place to get "picked up" or get loaded, I just like to go to dance with my friends and have fun. What I didn't know is how jealous Chris was and how much the bar would affect out relationship. I had always allowed him to go to the bar with his friends. For me, just because I couldn't go didn't mean he had to stop going. I trusted him and I'm not a jealous person so it was a non-issue for me. When I started going to the bar without him being there I constantly faced a barrage of question about who was there, who I talked to, if I danced with anyone (which I didn't) and if guys were hitting on me. He said he asked me all these questions because he was just jealous and not because he did not trust me but it certainly didn't feel like that. How was I supposed to have a relationship with someone that couldn't trust me being with my friends? After that I started to question whether or not I could handle continuing to date Chris if the trust wasn't there anymore.

Near the end of October a co-worker named James from my new job started texting me and confessing that he liked me. First problem, I had a boyfriend of over a year. Second problem, He wasn't where I was. He was in T.O for school and didn't come back until December for two weeks then he was gone again until April. Clearly, he wasn't the smartest cookie. I didn't really know what to do because I just felt at that time he was a friend to me and yes again, I was dating Chris. James still text me from time to time and was generally very flattering to me, which was nice since Chris just bitched to me about everything. Everything with him was a struggle. He was suddenly depressed and felt our relationship wasn't the same. Also he was struggling with school, which I pushed him into in an attempt to make him a better person I guess. Or as Ms. Norberry would say (I'm a pusher Cady, I push people! Bonus for name that movie.)

I pretty much had given up at this point with Chris. Our relationship went down the tube after October and we tried to work though our problems but it didn't happen. I knew I had to break up with him but getting to the actual breaking up part was hard for me. He was my first "love" and I had been with him for over a year, my first long standing relationship. Everyone had always said "I though you guys were going to get married one day..." which definitely did not help my conscience. Before the break up happened, I ended up going to T.O for the Grey Cup game with my Dad. Of course, James was in T.O so I met up with him and we went to a leafs game and to dinner. It was nice but it was just a friends outting. I realized on that trip that I did not miss Chris at all so I broke up with him when I got back. It was extremely hard but I had to do it. He didn't take the break up well, as he figured I cheated on him but I nothing happened with James at all. We both agreed it was just as friends and it was pure timing or perhaps James accelerated the break up even though it took me over a month.

So I'll leave off there and continue on with the next part of the saga which starts in mid-december with James.

As Always
K