Why Is Relationship Drama Always Knocking at My Damn Door?

A new week, and with it the feelings and problems from last week cling on—why is it that some things, no matter how hard we try, we just can’t shake?

This last week has been so disastrously emotional I can’t even separate one emotion from the next. They’ve all seem to have coalesced into an indistinguishable mega feeling.

Last week, I found out through a mutual friend that 3P (The Korean guy that I used to date last summer) was seeing someone, or as a friend put it, “has a girl.” We talk at least three times a week and he couldn’t tell me this? I guess it wouldn’t have been easy for him to tell me—but still, I think I had a right to hear it from him. I asked him about it and he said that she didn’t want to be his girlfriend because she’s leaving soon. But he had planned on telling me (whatever! Boo hoo!). They were in a state of limbo, but he really liked her.

Okay, why am I really upset? I ask myself. Is it my ego? Is it because he has moved on before me? Or moved on period? I think it’s just my fragile ego. Honestly, uncertainty is my only certainty.

On Friday some girlfriends and an unexpected tumblr friend from Busan (<3 who has an amazing blog, please follow her alexx-in-wonderland) came out for a night of debauchery. At some point the boys decided to join us and of course 3P was tagging along. I didn’t even really bother talking to him. I mean when you suffer from Passive Aggressive Personality Disorder Extreme—LOL— what can you say, directly? I was just annoyed.

LIKE, WHY ARE YOU HERE?!  God dang it! You asked me where I was going and what I was doing and I changed the subject each time, so you found out from our mutual friends and invited yourself. Good on you.  

Friday night  at one of the bars we went to, I met this Korean guy who was raised in Italy (INTERESTING and FUN are understatements), so I ended up hanging out with him all Friday and Saturday (This is a completely different story which I’ll have to tell later). Well Saturday afternoon I get a text from 3P filled with 20 questions about who the guy was and how I spent my night and day—yada yada. 

HE ALWAYS DOES THIS! When he see’s that I’m interested in someone new he pops up out of nowhere and just wrecks everything for me. He screws up all of my emotions and has me in a constant state of confusion.

Only to tell me on Saturday night that his feelings for me have started to rekindle and that he doesn’t understand why we separated. Really. Because mine never left. 

Last night he told me that he is no longer seeing the mystery woman—he broke things off with her on Sunday. I was silent on the phone. I didn’t have anything really to say (He only called things off with her because she didn’t want to date him). He asked me if I was listening and if I had heard him. Le Sigh. I heard you loud and clear, but I already know where this train is going.

Nowhere.

Ugh. Great start to the week. Now I have to go to school with a tore up cry baby face. In other news I have a new co-teacher who doesn’t speak English (she’s fun and sweet so that makes up for it) and 3 EXTRA classes added on to my schedule.

Oh. Joy. Happy. Happy. Joy. Joy