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Current mood: bored
I once knew this guy, we kinda grew up together. His whole life, starting with his first girlfriend, he has been looking for "true" love. Never did he fall into a "players"category, never hunting women as prey, as notches in a bedpost, but always with the purpose of bonding and binding. Understandably enough, as a teen, that proves to be a difficult task. Women are not looking for that kind of thing anymore. He has always been one of the "good" men, the one TV women say they can't find.
Once he found this girl, she was a pretty girl, but wreckless none-the-less but he too, at this time was going through a wreckless stage of existence so therefore it seemed to fit. It seemed that happiness had found him finally. She treated him like he longed for.....till Cptn. Morgan stepped in and started taking over her. See..turns out this girl was bi-polar, bi-sexual and a nympho. She had managed to subside all these things on her own long enough to get pregnant and trap my friend. At this point he felt maybe she will be normal again, maybe she wont hit him, or even herself any more. Besides, what good comes from a child growing up without his daddy and mommy together? Well, things got way out of hand, I mean way out. DCF had to take his son away from her after they split up. Oh.....yeah..we'll have to stop that here because there is a "meanwhile, back at the batcave" type of deal here. See, he eventually found out she was cheating and that gave him all the reason he needed to leave, but b4 that he had met this girl. She was the most beautiful women he had ever seen, gorgeous red hair, he always liked red heads best. Nothing ever really happened between them, they just met and talked a few times, she worked at Dunkin Donuts which was and still is, his favorite place. They had alot of the same interests but there was something else, a feeling he had never felt before, a look in her eyes that he had never seen before. He told me once, whenever he would look into her eyes and their glances had met, it felt as if the back of his brain was being rained down upon with icy water and all of his senses hightened. He told me he knew he wanted to be with her from the first time he saw her, it was like magic. Well...they eventually got together, and much to my surprize, it seemed like magic. To see those two together was a beautiful sight. The way they walked together, the way they both gave off this glow, as if combining the two together created a chemical reaction. I was happy for him, he deserved it. I'd have to say about a year went by of them being together before we get back to DCF. So DCF had to take the boy from his mother, my friend and his girlfriend had decided that it would be best for them to try for custody so that the child would grow up in a "normal"household, she had no intentions of going anywhere and figured the child could grow up in a loving household with his real dad. So they did it. He fought for custody and won. By this time I believe the child was about 3, and was already kinda screwed up in the head from living with that psycho bitch he was still married to. It was hard on the new "family", the boy was always getting into trouble at day care, acting out really bad. They understood that it wasn't his fault and worked with him as best as possible--therapists for the child, parenting classes for them, they did everything possible to be good parents. Eventually they got him on a decent schedule of medicines and seemed to somewhat level him out, I said eventually, say like 4 years maybe more went by, My friends girlfriend was having her own issues with her new son, letting them fester inside her. They got married regardless, I've never seen him so happy. But alas...things changed. His wife took a job travelling, which he dealt with because it was promised to only be a short time. But the jobs kept coming and times between weekend visits lengthened. He used to tell me that even after 2 weeks of them not seeing each other, when she got home she wouldn't even act as if she cared--she would walk past him to her dog and pick her up first. He didn't feel the love anymore, he told her what he was feeling but she really had nothing to say. Finally about 3 months before their 1st anneversary of marriage, the truth came out. He said she told him that she didn't think this is what she wanted, that she hated it when his son would tell her he loved her, and she felt as if she were lying to him when she said it back. My friend had a BIG decision to make. Now I know most of you are saying...well it's not that tough of a decision, you gotta take care of the kid....But see, with him it WAS tough. He told me he was feeling the sickness of being around his own kid too. It was tough and he understood his wife. He also loved her more than he ever thought he could and didn't want to lose her. He did what he felt in his heart was right. He broke it off with his wife about 1 month before the anneversary, and took care of his son. I still talk to him every now and then, he's not doing too good. His outlook on life and love have changed dramatically, he's having a real hard time keeping the house running and keeping his head together. He knows if he ever needs me I'm there for him, he deserves a friend.
