His mom broke CODE!
I know, I know… you’re already screaming at the old me…so am I!
Did you ever pop up at your boyfriend/girlfriend’s house? Trust issues right? I had them AND dating Marc NEVER made me feel secure. The first time I popped up at his house was the night I should have left his ass alone. I had a key to his house (ladies, this does NOT make you special!), so of course I used it. There she was, his “EX”, at his house spending quality time with his mom in her bedroom. The only person missing was HIM. Of course I asked “Ummm, who are you?” she smirked and said, “I’m Marc’s girlfriend.” When I say that my heart jumped out of my chest, as I looked at his mother in disgust because she did NOT say a word, BUT for that one moment I thought with my head and made a petty decision. I told the girl I was pregnant and watched her cry; problem was, she didn’t care enough because she still came around, even after I verbally fought and expressed to Marc and his mother that it was disrespectful that she continued to come around. I’ve never been a fighter, always a lover, but one day I wanted to do something nice by bringing Marc breakfast and guess who I see? HER. Her smirk literally made my skin crawl, ugh. There she was standing outside talking to his mother, AGAIN. I parked my car so fast and headed their way. His mom had to hold me back because I finally was about to whoop a chicks ass (I didn’t get a chance to).
In front of me, Marc made it clear to “HER” that they were/been done. Of course it didn’t end so breezy with her. She called, cried and called some more. The feeling of betrayal was immense and the first of many.
Marc wanted his entrée, cake and all of the above. I knew this, but I thought I could change him. That maybe… if he saw how invested I was and how loyal I was, he’d come around. From fights (physically, mentally and emotionally) to making up, I always felt an emptiness. A couple of years passed by and there was always “someone” calling his phone and texting him at all times of the night. I knew better. Especially when his bedroom phone would be off the hook.
We barely went on dates, unless I whined, but that meant it was on my dime majority of the time. Side note- for every dollar I spent on our outings, gifts and “dates” I’d be rich by now, but no sense in reminiscing on that. I’m still broke lol. All Marc wanted to do was play video games and eat. Marc was definitely a boy, BUT… STILL, I stayed.
Learn from Me
Believe in red flags. Don’t ever feel that there isn’t a way out. I didn’t know my worth, I didn’t know how to be without him and he reminded me that I needed him everyday. Not only by words, but by his actions. Don’t allow ANYONE to manipulate you or your mind. I share my story with you so that you know, you’re NOT alone! I lost relationships with friends, lied to them and my family because I was ashamed of who I had become. I was weak. I was lost and I was hurting.
Stay tuned for the next chapter and as always, thank you for reading. You are BEAUTIFUL, inside and out.