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The Aftermath...Or Finding Out Just How Ass-tastic an Ex Can Be

As I told you, New Boo and I are officially over. I was so hurt about it at first because I was disappointed. I cried like a crazy woman over what I thought I had lost. And then the sun came up, and I realized that the relationship I thought I was in wasn't the one that was actually going on.

I found this out courtesy of one of his friends. As I told you, I met New Boo at my homegirl's birthday party because they used to work together. Well, it seems that they all keep in pretty close touch. So New Boo was at work yesterday, and because my friend told his homeboy what was going on, the homie asked him about it. Guess what he told him? "Oh...you know these chicks can't handle the truth. She was the one who pressed for the relationship, and when I told her I didn't want it, she got mad."

Now...to review...that wasn't the case at all. In fact, when I met him, I honestly just intended to kick it with him. It was HIM who brought up the relationship situation. I was very honest about what I wanted -- to be married with a family -- and he said he wanted that, too. I told him that if we moved in together, it would be the express purpose of getting married. In other words, there were never any gray areas as far as I'm concerned because I was honest about everything up front.

He, on the other hand, was just trying to get over. I found that out because apparently he was busy telling his friends that he couldn't hang out because he had to "take care of home." My question -- whose home? His contribution over here wasn't enough to warrant him EVER staying home.

So basically I've found out that he's been lying to me, his friends, and everyone else about what was going on here. And now his lies are catching up with him. Now that I know the truth, my crying time will be minimal.

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