Thanks for the memories, even though they weren't so great.
Tomorrow is Valentine's Day. A year ago, Casey dumped me. Not exactly on Valentine's Day (on the 17th, to be exact), but it was the day we planned on "celebrating" V-Day. I headed out to Oakland University promptly after getting out of class, and met him up in his dorm room. We exchanged gifts (including a card I hand-made for him), and about 15 minutes later, he bursted into an controllable fit of tears. After about 30 minutes of me begging him to tell me what was wrong, he finally told me that he wanted to break up with me. The entire ordeal lasted about 3 hours. I left his dorm upset in the freezing cold, and drove home from what would be my last trip to OU. It was the last time I ever seen him/ actually talked to him. I called him later that night (just to see if he was okay--he put on a damn good show, so I was concerned). He told me he needed to walk around and think, so I let him go. I called the next evening, and he did not answer so I left him a voicemail. He didn't call back. I didn't call him back after that--I don't chase people.
The next time I spoke to him was on May 13th--What would have been our 1 year anniversary. It hurt my feelings that he would think it would be a good idea to call me on that day, after being gone competely from my life for the previous 2 months.
The next time after I spoke to him was on this past previous New Year's Eve, which was quite odd.
Why am I bringing this up? Am I still bitter about everything? No!
When he broke up with me, my life was quite different. I had no one to talk to at night, and no one to see on Mondays and Fridays. I felt very alone. That's when Patrick came into my life--For those of you who don't know Patrick, he was a co-worker of mine. His boyfriend had just ended things with him around the same time, so we had common ground--Neither of us wanted to be alone, so we started hanging out. Patrick is an open-minded guy and wanted to try something new, so I took him up to City Club a few times--We had fun. I also started hanging out more with my co-workers. I went to a few parties at Kyle's, hung out with Matt several times, went to Denny's with Matt and Brad, went out to after-work dinners with the girls. I also became friends with Scott, again. I would get bored on Friday nights, and sometimes Patrick or other people weren't able to go out, so I started to go to City Club by myself--And I met people. Some weren't so great, others were awesome. I met Chad, who other than the drugs, was a nice guy--Because of him, I got to experience a lot of things I never would have on my own. I was able to get into bars that were 21 and over (I was only 20 at the time), I went to Circus Detroit, and I got to see the Detroit Roller Derby girls. Chad wanted more than I could offer him, however, so things didn't work so much there. Shortly after that, I started dating Kenny again, and since everyone knows how that ended up, I won't go into detail.
Through-out all of this, I also met Dave--Who proved to be the best person to come into my life this past year. He was there for me me during the entire summer. And he's still here for me. We've been a couple for 4 months today. <3
Now why did I bring up everything with Casey you ask? As bad as I was hurt when he left me, it really was a blessing in hiding. I had some very bad experiences with people that I never would have had if I was still with Casey, BUT the good experiences definately outweight the bad. By far. .
So Casey...if you're even reading this--Thank you. I only think that it's proper to make this post on this date. You made my life better by leaving me. And honestly, it seems as though your life is better, as well.