(Source: Facebook. I don’t know if this meme is really appropriate but it was the best one I could find for this post.)
Last night after the Eagles won, a guy that I used to date frequently told me that he was in love with me. But… I’m not in love with him back.
Now I feel like a garbage human being.
Back in early 2014, I thought for sure he would be my boyfriend, but he didn’t feel the same way. Sad and rejected, I had to pick up the pieces and move on with my life.
Which brings me to the present moment: I’m keeping my agreement to myself about staying single to achieve all of my goals and dreams. However, I’m really frustrated that this happened. Mainly because of me being the Goddess of Poor Timing.
Telling him all of this hurt my heart, but hearing that he supports my dreams is wonderfully kind. He doesn’t want to stand in my way, and I’m truly grateful for his understanding. Needless to say, we’re both are going to be a little blue for a while.