May 28, 2011 It was Memorial Day weekend and Mikey and I we’re headed to a bbq at my brothers.
𝐁𝐞𝐧: I love you little spoon. Together, Forever… Me:
I arrived at my brothers house and thought, today is the day that I will tell 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒. But what was I going to say? I have a 𝑏𝑜𝑦𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑? 𝐴 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑? 𝐴 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟?
Did I tell them he had a 𝑤𝑖𝑓𝑒? That he was leaving his wife for 𝒎𝒆?
𝑨𝒉𝒉𝒉𝒉 was this real life?? Who even has 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑒 kinds of conversations?? At some point during the party I spilled the beans.
(Everyone will be referred to as friend, although their were multiple 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 involved in this conversation…) Me: I’m seeing someone…
Friend: oh yeah? Serious? Me: 𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑠𝑜
Friend: you think? That means it’s nothing. Me: No it’s something
Friend: you wouldn’t think, you would 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤
Me: I know!
Friend: You know what? Me: I know this is real
Friend: oh yeah how do you know?
Me: (pressured, triggered ready to implode) because he’s leaving his wife for me (I said it out loud.) Friend: Ohhh you’re a home wrecker?? (All eyes on me)
Me: I’m not a home wrecker Friend: 𝑌𝑜𝑢 broke up a marriage
Me: I didn’t break up a marriage. I met a man in a broken marriage. There’s a difference Friend: yeah right he’s probably a jigalow.
Me: a what??
Friend: He probably has a bunch of girlfriends and this is the story he tells
Me: it’s time for us to go…
I left there 𝑠𝑜 upset. I was shaking. My heart was racing. What did they know? They didn’t know what I 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤. Ben is not a jigalow or whatever they called him. What is that anyway??
𝐁𝐞𝐧: I hope you’re having a great day little spoon.
Me: it’s terrible. Everyone judged me. They called me a home wrecker. I’m having an anxiety attack.
Ben: breathe. My wife won’t speak to me. It’s ok. It’s going to be ok. Trust. Together forever. I can’t wait to see you.
Me: ok. When will I see you again?
Ben: I’m going to work tomorrow, can you get Mikey covered? Me: I’ll see what I can do. Thank you.
Ben: no princess, thank you. I love you.