Last night, as I'm on one of the gay
whoredom dating sites, trying to put myself back out there and meet some people, one of the guys who hits me up turns out to be a dude that NY Guy used to date! I know this because of the online guy's unique name. We chatted a bit and bonded over mutual problems with our mutual ex. Turns out, he would get just as disturbed as me at NY Guy's self-destructive, drunken, drugged behavior.
I was under the impression that NY Guy and this fella had dated before NY Guy and I had even met.
Um, yeah, not so much.
Turns out they were going out (and having sex) in May. NY Guy and I first met in late April. When NY Guy would mention having dated this particular guy later, I of course assumed it was prior to us.
This all happened at a time when I was still very much under the impression that NY Guy and I could still become something. But apparently, he'd already declared us "friends" at that point without telling me (I would come to accept that fact shortly thereafter). I knew he wasn't into me as much anymore at that point, but I was still trying to win him over. This was shortly after his birthday, when I'd spent big money to try to impress him (and had to deal with his belligerent drunk ass that night as my thank you), and around the last time I really felt positive about us. But I never asked to define our situation, even as I felt things slipping away, more than a month into seeing each other. So though we weren't technically boyfriends, it still feels like he cheated on me-- ironic since this is a guy who vehemently hates infidelity after he was cheated on in his last relationship.
I just feel like the biggest fucking idiot in the world. How did I not know this? We were talking several times every day, we'd hang out a few times a week, yet I had no idea he was fucking another guy. Why was I continuing to be so into him when the signs were there he wasn't into me?
Why do I keep finding guys like this? Liars, cheaters, drug-addicts and whores. NY Guy is all of those things.
My first Ex lied to me quite often too. It took me three years before I felt like I could trust another guy again. And the lies from that Ex weren't nearly this bad.
None of the guys I've gone out with in the last two years have wanted me back. None. That, or they've not wanted me AND treated me like shit. I've been rejected or burned so many times, I don't even know if its worth trying anymore. Maybe I should just go back to women. Or join the priesthood. (Insert altar boy joke here)
I was really depressed when I found out NY Guy had a new boyfriend earlier this week. Now I'm not sad anymore. I'm angry as hell. He's an asshole, and thank God I'm not in a relationship with him.
The funny part? I finally got him on the phone today to admit to his new relationship, which he still hadn't told me about. I had to find out about it through his postings on MySpace.
But I was over that. I still wanted him as a friend. He was a big part of my life for nearly 3 months now, I didn't want to give that up. Now I'm not so sure.
Next time (if there is one), I've got to protect my heart better and not get into a guy so easily and unconditionally. Because this experience has sucked. Big time.
One good thing-- while I could have fallen back into a depression upon these developments, my emotions were tempered by some great news I'd received earlier in the day, about a long-awaited semi-promotion at work. At least something good happened this week.