I didn't date a lot in high school. I only had one really serious boyfriend and we only dated for like a month. The truth was...I had better things to do than worry about guys. Once I graduated I was surprised by how easily I fell in "Love" I suppose I thought was ready for it but I wasn't. Tony and I met at work. It was about six months after I graduated. We moved in together a month later. I suppose I was in love with the idea of being in love and marrying my "first". And because of that he could have told me he killed kittens as a hobby and I would have accepted it. He didn't kill kittens actually. He was a very sweet tender man. And he wanted to become a woman. But I accepted it and two years later we were married. We had to be so careful to not get me pregnant. He didn't want children to mess up his life as a woman. I later found out...he didn't want me to mess up his life as a woman either. I was devastated. I was angry. So I did the mature thing...I started serial dating. Tony,who was now Kari, and I had the same group of friends. We would all hang out every Sunday night. I took secret delight every Sunday regaling the group with stories of my newest dating experience all the while knowing that Kari was struggling with being alone and having trouble being accepted by her own family as well as members of the gay community. It a very immature vindictive way to act...and I ended up with one not so nice guy almost permanently in my life because I was to busy trying to get back at her...
Reminiscent Thoughts!
Michelle"to be continued in a later edition"Gatto
2 comments:
First of all, I found you through Boobs, Injuries and Dr. Pepper. What brought me to your sight were two things, the fact that you are a fellow Floridian, and the fact the you are Captain Cleavage Warrior Princess. I'm still checking out your blog, but the name is too intriguing to pass up. I'll be back, and you are going on my side bar.
One other thing, I admire teachers for what they do, and include them as people i and constantly thanking, military, firmen, ploiceman, teachers. All thnksless jobs and the toughest out there.
So here's to you Captain Cleavage Warrior Princess, for what you do for our children everyday.
and as you can see, I've got a sticky keyboard...gotta get that fixed....
(well... that's my story anyway...
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