Mar 28, 2014 11:21 PM GMT
Do you still have people no longer in your life, that after years, they still remain unforgiven in the back of your mind?
Why? What did they do?
I'll start. My first LTR. I was young and stupid and asked him to marry me, even though there was no gay marriage back then but we pretended to marry each other under the stars that night. A year or so later we got into a conversation about a tv show where each partner said it would be okay to have sex with someone else, but just one person if the opportunity ever occurred. On tv they each chose some movie star. Me and my partner each chose someone from work. It just so happened that the guy I chose turned out to be gay. The three of us went out drinking one night and ended up back at our place. I forgot my cigarettes out in the car and went to get them. When I returned they had both gone to the second bedroom and had sex and slept together that night. I have never been able to forgive him for that. I did cheat on him a couple months later, but didn't really give a fuck after what he did. The relationship lasted about two or three more years but ended badly. I know I shouldn't care any more after all these years, but I still hate him for what he did. I still remember him laughing about it the next day because he had one upped me and got to him before I had the chance to. ... so that's (one of) mine. How about you?
Why? What did they do?
I'll start. My first LTR. I was young and stupid and asked him to marry me, even though there was no gay marriage back then but we pretended to marry each other under the stars that night. A year or so later we got into a conversation about a tv show where each partner said it would be okay to have sex with someone else, but just one person if the opportunity ever occurred. On tv they each chose some movie star. Me and my partner each chose someone from work. It just so happened that the guy I chose turned out to be gay. The three of us went out drinking one night and ended up back at our place. I forgot my cigarettes out in the car and went to get them. When I returned they had both gone to the second bedroom and had sex and slept together that night. I have never been able to forgive him for that. I did cheat on him a couple months later, but didn't really give a fuck after what he did. The relationship lasted about two or three more years but ended badly. I know I shouldn't care any more after all these years, but I still hate him for what he did. I still remember him laughing about it the next day because he had one upped me and got to him before I had the chance to. ... so that's (one of) mine. How about you?