A WTF moment.
I recently got way too much information from a friend of a friend at a late night get-together. You know, it is 3 a.m. you are slightly sleepy, slightly buzzed, your mouth has no connection to your brain, well, 'Janie' and I were getting along pretty well when she takes a sip of soda and proceeds to tell me about her on-going love affair with her mother's ex-husband, her former stepfather.
WTF.
TMI.
And 'ew'.
So apparently, when Janie moved up north she looked up her former stepfather because she was didn't know alot of people, he treated her out, and somewhere along the line they started dating.
And Janie doesn't see why most of her friends have been giving her grief about this.
The fact that she is twenty, he is in his early fifties, he has slept with her mom, been a quasi- parental unit to her when she still a tweenie, and her mom doesn't have a clue (and she boasted about that) doesn't ring any bells.
A simple reason why don't get involve with members of your family unit, ex or otherwise: don't mess where you nest.
In other words, getting romanticly involved with people who had/have relationships with your family/friends/social network is a recipe for diseaster.
When love life sounds like a Montel special or a storyline from General Hospital, it is best to get out fast.
WTF.
TMI.
And 'ew'.
So apparently, when Janie moved up north she looked up her former stepfather because she was didn't know alot of people, he treated her out, and somewhere along the line they started dating.
And Janie doesn't see why most of her friends have been giving her grief about this.
The fact that she is twenty, he is in his early fifties, he has slept with her mom, been a quasi- parental unit to her when she still a tweenie, and her mom doesn't have a clue (and she boasted about that) doesn't ring any bells.
A simple reason why don't get involve with members of your family unit, ex or otherwise: don't mess where you nest.
In other words, getting romanticly involved with people who had/have relationships with your family/friends/social network is a recipe for diseaster.
When love life sounds like a Montel special or a storyline from General Hospital, it is best to get out fast.