Okay, I will start this post with a *warning-VERY long*. I said on the chat that I'd share my story about meeting DH and here it is. Feel free to skip if you don't find the topic enticing
The thing is, I was engaged when I met DH (Tony). I will refer to EX as, well, EX throughout to make things easier.
Some background:
I met EX in my first year of University. We were on and off for 7 years from 1990-1997. Looking back I really regret being with the same guy all through school. I feel there was a lot of fun that I missed out on. Not just with guys...but with girls too as I spent so much time with him. He was two years older than me so should have been done school before me but was a total slacker. He came back for a 5th year. And it turns out it was to get me back after breaking up.
The summer before that school year we were broken up and I was seeing someone else. EX was living in city where our school was and so was my *best* friend from first year. We had lived together for 2 years since (me and BF). Anyway, I heard through the grapevine that BF and EX had sex. Isn't that great. He said if he couldn't have me he'd have the next best thing. :twisted: Anyway, I had already signed a lease with this girl for my last year of school so I ended up living with her. Thankfully there were three other girls and I played varsity soccer so i was too busy to notice she was even there. phew, my thoughts are everywhere girls so please try to follow me.
Ex used drugs, including steroids. Don't ask me what attracted me to him. Looking back he was a LOSER. I think as the years went on I thought I could *fix* him. Lessened learned-you cannot!
In that last year of school he tried to commit suicide and that's when I got back together with him. I thought it was because of me and was my fault. I know better now of course.
Anyhoo, the next few years are much of the same, drugs, steroids, working out, roid rages...etc.
He starts his own business and to make a long story short 5 months before our wedding buys a $50 000 car with money we don't have. I'm working two jobs saving for the wedding and he's out flaunting who knows what!!
SO-I get a new job-just happens to be the place I'm still at. I have to go to Boston for a six week training period. There were 5 of us that went. One of which was a good friend of DHs (Tony's).
The day I arrived it was like a weight was lifted off my shoulders. Not having to deal with EX, our money issues, his rage and anger at the world. He came down the second weekend I was there and it was awful.
We spent the whole weekend working out, trying to eat by the "zone" and yes, I even got to stick him with a needle-FUN!
The following weekend Tony and some friends came down to see his friend I worked with. We met on a Friday evening. I KNEW that night that I would marry him. Knew it with all of my body and soul
:wink: It was so wonderful to be around a smiling, laughing funny guy for a change. We hit it off right away. I spent the whole weekend with him. I was out until 2 or 3 every night and up at 9 the next day. EX couldn't reach me, so worried he almost flew down!
For the next few weeks of my training I spoke with Tony every night on the phone. spoke with EX maybe twice.
when I got home on a tuesday EX picked me up at airport. It took me until thursday to somehow pick a fight and end it. That saturday tony's friend had a BBQ. Tony and I were the first to arrive and I was there sans (without in french) ring.
The rest is history ladies. That summer was a whirlwind of fun and romance like I've never experienced. As I mentioned last night, I was only the second woman DH had been with (he was 27 year old!) His high school sweetheart and broken his heart in February by cheating on him. He took it very hard, lost about 25 lbs, couldn't eat etc. Anyway-it took him a LONG time to trust again and that's why we didn't get married until 2003.
I am such a lucky woman to have found him. I am so fortunate to have gotten out of such a rotten relationship and thankful I had the courage to do so!
OH-and as I mentioned last night. I used to go out to bars with Tony fearful of running into EX (EX had beaten the crap out of one of my EXs in the past for no reason). never did. UNTIL the big night. The only time I bumped into him was the night of my BACHORLETTE party. And I looked great I must add :wink:
I had seen him once about a year previous because i stayed in touch with his sister. They ambushed me. She invited me over for dinner and he showed up. I didn't like it one bit. Anyway, he ended up marrying a girl we went to school with (not my BF) named Stacy and his family kept calling her Traci LOL They had a son. That night at the bar I just kept telling him to go home to his boy. *sigh* thank god I got out.
okay...i think that's enough. So Tony is my prince charming