Ok if you’re here then you want to see the blog that was asked to be taken down by my Batshit Crazy ex who sent me a very demanding email. Well she got her way (kind of). I took it off the Mix website like she wanted just to get her out of my hair… But I didn’t say I wouldn’t re-post it someplace else. Here it is folks “Dating … Bridging the Gap Between the Sexes #666: Batshit Crazy Exes.
** This story is based on true events told through my perspective in retrospect. Some of it is elaborated for entertainment value.**
Why do certain exes go batsh!t crazy? Were they like that from the beginning or did something trigger it? How do we not see this from the beginning? Is love really blind? Is that why when we finally see the crazy it hits us across the face like a semi that’s spinning out of control and spills cow poo all over the road (because in the end it’s a big mess and really stinks).
Crazy exes seem to thrive on drama. If there is none in their life they try to create it. Case in point, my ex fiance … who’s ready for this one? I was 25 at the time she was 27. Seeing as she was my “first” I can say I was blinded by love and sex… ok mostly sex (hehe).
She was always over dramatic, bad with money and treated me like dirt (again the sex blinded me). After I broke it off she met a guy who split once she got pregnant. Having her kid seemed to straighten her out. We got a chance to mend the friendship before she moved back East and everything was cool. She got engaged to a great guy, loved her job and was back with family.
Recently she moved back to the Valley and we met up for dinner, then things got weird. She was kind of hitting on me and it creeped me out. Like having your crazy aunt ask you to whip your p#cker… my family’s weird and Canadian. We started talking and catching up, I talk about how great things at Mix have been going, being engaged 2 more time, cheated on 8, how my best friend of 25 years and I stopped talking cause his wife hates me, my roommates and the kids, and my dad retiring from corrections and going back to training horses at Turf Paradise.
She talks about raising her kid, her brothers, her job, how she got back into school, then dropped out, her fiance who moved in with her, took care of her and her kid and spent the last few years sexless because she wasn’t attracted to him anymore. She slept on the couch. She goes on to tell me she just packed a few bags, grabbed her kid and just on a whim flew back to Phoenix. Is your head spinning yet?
So when I asked her why she broke up with him I never got a clear answer. She kept saying she was engaged but talked about finding the right guy… If your head didn’t spin before I bet it is now.
When I drove her home I thought I’ll give her a hug and walk away. So we go in to hug, she grabs my @$$ and says “give me kiss”… ever heard the term “threw up in my mouth a little bit?” I almost did. The bile was bubbling up from my stomach and made it to the back of my throat as she pulled my face in for the peck on the lips. It was like being kissed by that crazy aunt that asks you to whip your p#cker.
Before we move on I want to be perfectly clear when I say that I had no intention of getting back together with her nor did I indicate that I wanted to. In the weeks that followed she moved AGAIN from Cave Creek to Glendale. During that time she sent me several texts asking for one more night together before she MOVES BACK TO NEW YORK!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
I tried to ignore her till I finally snapped and told her how crazy she was, how she treated me like crap and leaving her fiance out of the blue was selfish and not cool. I felt like I was going up against the Undertaker at Wrestlemania and with each chair shot of reality to the head I gave her, none of it sank in, she just kept getting up. The next day I received the longest text message in history from her that just went nowhere. If you follow me on Facebook you may remember me posting about it. Since then we haven’t talked. (at least not since the email asking me to take this post down off the Mix site)