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: Hmm, I don’t think I’ve ever asked, but does…
I’m gonna get personal— Do you ever think of bacon.. romantically. Or Chickens? How did thing’s end with your ex? Oh and, what’s your biggest carby no-no craving. (like how i threw the serious question in there?? :\ you don’t have to answer haha)
I don’t think I’ve ever had any risque thoughts of bacon or chickens, but the first woman to cook bacon in my kitchen wearing only an apron gets dibs on my heart.
My biggest carb craving is by far chocolate. Donuts and ice cream are close behind, but chocolate is evil. Late nights are when the cravings kick in, and if there’s chocolate in the house, there’s a high chance of it being devoured. The weeks after Halloween were pretty rough, and more than once, I found myself standing in my kitchen, with wrappers scattered on the counter and chocolate all over my fingers, like a waking werewolf covered in entrails.
Don’t worry, that’s not something I’m afraid of answering. Foodies, feel free to end reading here. Pity party begins in 3..2..
We were going to get married. I still have that cursed ring. No matter how many times I’ve tried to sell it, it never leaves (despite it being a rather beautiful ring for what it’s worth). We had been together since she was in highschool. She was very bi-polar which made for a beautifully miserable relationship, but we worked well together. We went through some rough times, but were brought back together and had a kid. It definitely wasn’t a good time or situation to have a kid, but she’s the only thing that makes me not regret everything. So many awful, awful things happened during the course of our relationship, but we are very passionate people, and always worked things out - until she decided to go back to college 2 hours away from home.
I was the only consistently stable thing in her life, and when she met new, reckless friends, I became the thing holding her back. Around the time my daughter turned 2, I found out that she cheated on me for the second time while doing a load of drugs, and she told me she was leaving me because she no longer loved me.
For a good amount of time after that, she lived homeless with another drug abuser while I raised our daughter alone. Since then, she has cycled several times of trying to get her life together, and ruining it all over again. It was a nightmare as I tried to fight for custody and keep my daughter safe, and to this day, my ex still thinks I’m the monster that took her daughter away from her.
Having a kid with her has been the hardest thing imagineable for me, because the only thing worse than all the crappy stuff she did to me, is being forced to see her on a regular basis.
So yeah, that’s my story (sparing the really terrible details). It was easily the worst time of my life, but I like to think that I’ve really turned things around for myself, and have become stronger than I ever thought I would be.