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Ok I know I havent used this in ages but there is no other way for me to get this out there and off of my chest. Plus its 149 EST and Im pretty sure there are people who would not appreciate a phone call this early in the morning.
I cheated on my boyfriend. Twice.
Thats not late breaking news but it does involve it. I went away to Indianapolis this past week for a convention, it was the best experience of my life. I felt like I was a single girl living in the big city, like the dream I always wanted. I was in suits and amazing skirts making decisions and taking back what was rightfully mine. I felt so empowered. For the first time I felt like I was an adult. So I fly in Wednesday and meet my awesome roommate from Texas, pure sweetheart. She is from Michigan and just recently moved to Texas (within the past few years or so) so she had set up rooms for the girls and the delegates from Michigan. Michigan was in the room right next to us. She introduced me, since I was the only one there at the time. There was one guy from Michigan who caught my eye, Scott. Hes tall, 6'6'' to be exact. And everything I look for in a man. Through out the course of the day I got to know him better and spend some time with him. After the weekend was over we ended up spending more time together then with our own delegations. Both of our delegations were supporting two different tickets in the YR race for a new E-Board. We made jokes that we were flirting with the enemy. One thing led to another and we ended up making out. After that led to another night were we had sex. (Best sex Ive ever had!!) Then the jokes started how we were sleeping with the enemy.
Scott and I had discussed what we were. We knew it wasnt animalistic because we had a connection. A deep connection, to the point of that we were compleating each others sentences and saying that Indy was our city and we were always going to have that time together. We talked about running together in 2013 on the same ticket for different seats, him chairman and me his cochairman. We talked about us and what would happen after the liquor was out of our system and the jet lag wore off. We fell for each other, hard and fast. He said he didnt know how the board would react to his wife (refering to me) being on the same ticket as him. We called each other soul mates because honestly with him there was no telling where he ended and where I began. He said how he could see himself marrying me and spending the rest of my life with him. I agreed. The way I felt about him is nothing that I have ever felt before. Its amazing and intense and beautiful and mystifying all at the same time. It feels like love.
I fought back every chance I got not to cry on my plane ride home from Indy to Cleveland. But when I saw downtown Indy just outside of my window and knowing the fact that he was still there without me. Made my heart heavy and it hurt. I cried. I cried because I missed him, and knowing that he missed me too. I cried knowing that I had to come home and make a really hard decision.
He worried about me flying. I told Scott about how I wished he would be running through the terminal to get to me just in time to give my last kiss good bye. The one that makes your knees weak and you fall but his hands were so strong that they hold you up. Yeah, that kind of kiss.
You always hear about those stories where a chance meeting happens when a person meets another person in an airport or a grocery store. I met my soul mate in Indianapolis at the Young Republican Convention 2009. We made plans to room together in Puerto Rico in 2011. We made plans for me to come out in visit in the end of September/ early October to Michigan. Just see each other. He promised he would help work on turning New Jersey red again. I believed him...every word. And he believed me. Its hard not to be skeptical about the whole situation because does love at first sight really exist? Scott told me that he was going to fall in love with me. He is everything I look for in a man and I am the exact opposite of what he looks for in a woman. I dont want to blame fate or destiny. But something happened somewhere so that I was able to meet this man.
I just have to break another mans heart first. And that is the worst and scariest feeling in the world. :(
I cheated on my boyfriend. Twice.
Thats not late breaking news but it does involve it. I went away to Indianapolis this past week for a convention, it was the best experience of my life. I felt like I was a single girl living in the big city, like the dream I always wanted. I was in suits and amazing skirts making decisions and taking back what was rightfully mine. I felt so empowered. For the first time I felt like I was an adult. So I fly in Wednesday and meet my awesome roommate from Texas, pure sweetheart. She is from Michigan and just recently moved to Texas (within the past few years or so) so she had set up rooms for the girls and the delegates from Michigan. Michigan was in the room right next to us. She introduced me, since I was the only one there at the time. There was one guy from Michigan who caught my eye, Scott. Hes tall, 6'6'' to be exact. And everything I look for in a man. Through out the course of the day I got to know him better and spend some time with him. After the weekend was over we ended up spending more time together then with our own delegations. Both of our delegations were supporting two different tickets in the YR race for a new E-Board. We made jokes that we were flirting with the enemy. One thing led to another and we ended up making out. After that led to another night were we had sex. (Best sex Ive ever had!!) Then the jokes started how we were sleeping with the enemy.
Scott and I had discussed what we were. We knew it wasnt animalistic because we had a connection. A deep connection, to the point of that we were compleating each others sentences and saying that Indy was our city and we were always going to have that time together. We talked about running together in 2013 on the same ticket for different seats, him chairman and me his cochairman. We talked about us and what would happen after the liquor was out of our system and the jet lag wore off. We fell for each other, hard and fast. He said he didnt know how the board would react to his wife (refering to me) being on the same ticket as him. We called each other soul mates because honestly with him there was no telling where he ended and where I began. He said how he could see himself marrying me and spending the rest of my life with him. I agreed. The way I felt about him is nothing that I have ever felt before. Its amazing and intense and beautiful and mystifying all at the same time. It feels like love.
I fought back every chance I got not to cry on my plane ride home from Indy to Cleveland. But when I saw downtown Indy just outside of my window and knowing the fact that he was still there without me. Made my heart heavy and it hurt. I cried. I cried because I missed him, and knowing that he missed me too. I cried knowing that I had to come home and make a really hard decision.
He worried about me flying. I told Scott about how I wished he would be running through the terminal to get to me just in time to give my last kiss good bye. The one that makes your knees weak and you fall but his hands were so strong that they hold you up. Yeah, that kind of kiss.
You always hear about those stories where a chance meeting happens when a person meets another person in an airport or a grocery store. I met my soul mate in Indianapolis at the Young Republican Convention 2009. We made plans to room together in Puerto Rico in 2011. We made plans for me to come out in visit in the end of September/ early October to Michigan. Just see each other. He promised he would help work on turning New Jersey red again. I believed him...every word. And he believed me. Its hard not to be skeptical about the whole situation because does love at first sight really exist? Scott told me that he was going to fall in love with me. He is everything I look for in a man and I am the exact opposite of what he looks for in a woman. I dont want to blame fate or destiny. But something happened somewhere so that I was able to meet this man.
I just have to break another mans heart first. And that is the worst and scariest feeling in the world. :(