It's been ONE month since I posted/turned the blog to password protected mode to prevent the X factors PSYCHOTIC family from finding it and using it against me.
So much has happened. I am a complete FOOL. It's like practice what you preach -- or don't and fail big times and have no one to blame beyond yourself and your love sick heart.
So don't worry, I know exactly who is to blame. Problem is -- so much happened in this month that I don't even knowwwww where to begin...
So here's the readers digest version...
X factor ran back at full speed. Making promises and accusations he couldn't live upto (what a surprise) and we spent the month of August loosely "together". He met my entire family in California....I met a few members of his, most of which are low class assholes (also, how NOT SURPRISING).
He got wishy-washy again last Thursday and I said GAME OVER - GTFO.
So now I have blocked him yet again via phone and now via email.
Show up with a proposal and a ring, maybe you'll get my attention.
Don't wanna man up to mommy and daddy? Then get used to life without me.
My family actually staged an intervention....they never get involved heavily with my relationships so this was a pretty big deal. My aunt said you need to cut the cord, clean, clean cut.
He needs to feel the void and have reality slap him. If he still chooses to let racism dictate his life (aka his parents) then he was never the right guy and you will win in either outcome.
So I listened for once. I cut that shit OFF.
He emailed me yesterday, asking if I'd meet one of his cousins who lives locally to us... DUDE - you had 15 months of my life to introduce us and you DIDNT. Oddly enough, this is the cousin who is half armenian and is married to a non-armenian and participates 0% in Armenian shit. AKA she might be normal. Way to wait til I cut the cord.
He calls his best friend and cons him to call me. I tell his BFF (who is also a close friend to me) that he can tell X to fuck off and leave me alone. He said that X factor is scared he really lost me this time....GOOD.
I am so so so so over this. After meeting his low class family, I'm reconsidering why I think I still want anything to do with him. They are all pretty terrible....and all very racist. Redeeming qualities, 0.
SO I am happy to report -- I am back on the tindersphere.
I am still dating Jake. (who might be falling in love, send help)
I am not crying and I am not sad.
BITCHES I AM BACK.
Stay tuned for flashback posts from the past month + all the future shenanigans of Elle single in the city.
Sorry for the hiatus, thanks for sticking with me!