When I was 15, I started dating a girl. Ended up engaged to her at 18, lived with her, and we broke up when I was 19. She was quite literally nuts. She played it off like she was innocent and naive, but I discovered she was clinically bulimic, Bi-polar, manic depressive, and had a mild case of psychosis (how the hell does someone have a MILD case!?). She was way messed up. As our relationship progressed, she got more and more crazy (began to stop taking her medication), and I began to see her for who she really was. Bad news bears.
After that, I was all about staying single and running through girls like crazy. I did that for a few years, had a few relationships, nothing serious. Then I met my ex who passed away. Was with her for 2 and a half years, and I knew without a doubt I wanted to marry her. All it takes is the right person to put your life, and life choices, into perspective.
Now, I'm having a hell of a time wanting to feel anything for anyone else. I don't even want to bother with women at this point. It sucks. No one compares to her, and I have no idea what to do about it. Some days I'll feel optimistic about women, some days, not so much. Anywho..
So girl whom I thought I may have been slightly interested in is definitely gone Johnson. She felt comfortable enough with me to confess some crazy secrets to me. I felt bad judging her, but definitely don't want anything to do with her anymore.. she's beginning to remind me of the crazy ex from so long ago. Fuuuuuuuck that.