Update on my friend who was recently dumped.
I love my drive home. Each drive is an hour of uninterrupted chat time if I chose to use it that way. Today on my long drive home I decided to check in with my gal pal to see how she was feeling. She was in good enough spirits on Friday, (see my previous post She Anticipated...) but still seemed sad about her break up. I hoped her weekend had been filled with fun and she’d have some good news to report.
When I called, she answered the phone with a heavy sigh and a less friendly hello than I was used to hearing from her. Although our conversation had a similar tone to the one we had on Friday, this one left me laughing at the end. When I asked her how her weekend was this is what she told me:
‘So honestly, I wasn’t really looking forward to this weekend. I didn’t have any plans and I knew I’d probably end up thinking about him again.’ (The ex-boyfriend) ‘I decided to do me stuff all day Saturday then out of the blue I got a call from a friend with a set up. Dude I was so excited. I definitely could use a distraction from the ex. But what had happened wasss after I planned out a date and everything with the new dude for later this week, I found myself simultaneously missing and hating my ex-boyfriend! Should I cancel on this new dude? I don’t think I’m over my ex. Am I over him? I am right? I either want to tell him I miss him or I hate him. Not sure. Keep going back and forth. Bottom line I’m not thinking about this new guy at all now. What should I do?’
When she finally finished, I couldn’t help but laugh at the situation. She missed her ex so terribly, but it was doubtful he felt the same way. What happened to the girl who believed in herself and knew she was capable of loving again? After a quick reminder of our little chat last week she seemed back on track. It seems we all have minor set backs when it comes to matters of the heart. I don’t know what she’ll do with the potential date on the horizon, but it seems another annoying little saying is true:
There really is a thin line between love and hate.