Maybe I'm weird but...
Okay, so it's probably nothing, and I'm probably just weird. This is the situation: I had a fiance about 7 years ago who broke up with me in a letter. We tried the 'let's remain friends' route, and it didn't work. Problem is, my cousin is marrying his cousin, so some contact is inevitable. The ex is now married with a baby girl of his own. He claims to be happy. However, every now and then he contacts me via e-mail and walks along memory lane of how we were when we were together, completely disregarding that we are now different people than we were at 19. I've quit responding to these e-mails because OMG we aren't friends, but the masochist in me can't help but read them regardless of the heartache they cause me (yeah, I know I don't think I'm ever going to get over him, but at least I stay away from him with the exception of one funeral and a wedding). Anyway, went to the cousin's bridal shower last week and his wife was there with baby. It was all very cordial and neither one of us has a need for a problem to be between us because I really do want the ex and his wife to be a happy family forever. The thing is I got a ding off classmates.com that someone was trying to contact me so I went to see who it was 'cuz my reunion is coming up and I thought it was probably that...turns out it was the ex. It...well, it just weirds me out. It would be different if we'd remained on friendly terms, but we didn't. I never respond to his e-mails; he just has no rights to information on my private life/thoughts anymore, though, I'm sure he gets some idea of how I'm doing since my family is marrying into his family. Am I being unreasonable? It's just weird and creepy and stalkerish to me...
It's probably just the wedding season blues even though I don't really want to get married. It's just pressure being my mother's only child, and how the rest of the family will look at me pushing 30, and I can see the 'poor, little spinster' caption over their head. Guh. Can I go into hiding and not come out until, oh, say September?
It's probably just the wedding season blues even though I don't really want to get married. It's just pressure being my mother's only child, and how the rest of the family will look at me pushing 30, and I can see the 'poor, little spinster' caption over their head. Guh. Can I go into hiding and not come out until, oh, say September?