Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Top 5 Most Heartbreaking Breakups, #3 Part One

This is a two parter, so hang in there.

#3 - Andrea T.

This is probably the most complex and convoluted story I've ever had to ponder. It's still in progress, but it's only the "falling action" part, so nothing new should come of it.

Yes, Andrea is the notorious 'A' that I've been blogging about in my posts over the last few weeks. She is the one I met at work and eventually fell in love with, only to have my heart smashed into pieces. Let me elaborate...

2 years ago, almost to the day, Andrea started working at my battery factory. Within a week of her starting, we were seeing each other socially. Then when the sparks flew, I made her promise me that if we started anything serious that she had to promise me things between us would never get weird at work. She guaranteed me that they wouldn't.
A month after that I moved out of my parents house for the first time ever. I was on my own, living with a guy I grew up with. Andrea and I couldn't have been happier. She spent the night a whole bunch, we shared our first Christmas together at my place. 8 months later, we were living together, just her and I, in a rented basement suite. Life was grand.
Now, all of you doubters are probably scratching your heads wondering why a level headed, slow moving guy like me would take such a commitment leap so quickly in a relationship. I can't say I know... love makes people crazy.
One year of this amazingly great relationship rolls by and we go down to her brother's wedding in Las Vegas. I've already been to Vegas before, and frankly, it's just not for me. I don't drink myself stupid and I definitely don't have money to burn on gambling. So anyways, in Vegas she acts like a total fool and gets stupid drunk, forgetting all about the fact that I'm there. I had a great time visiting with her family, but I can really only spend so much time with a family that isn't mine. After a few hours at the reception and getting the repeated brush off from my gf, I was ready for bed. She got all upset and apologetic the next day and things weren't really the same after that. She would argue with me about silly things. We actually fought more than ever and she was getting upset about it at work, but didn't tell anyone why. It ended up that we decided to save the relationship we shouldn't both live and work together, so I moved back in with my parents and she moved back in with hers. I wanted this one to work out, I really did, I was willing to do whatever it took to make it happen.

The next few months were a nightmare. She would always argue/nitpick/fight with me, she became hopelessly addicted to an online video game, and generally let her health fall to pieces. I was at the end of my rope when she tearily told me on Dec. 19th, 2004 that she had kissed some other dude while we were in Vegas.

Burn. I had never felt so mad and upset and angry before in my entire life. I ended it then and there. Not only had she cheated, she had kept it from me for 2 whole months (Oct to Dec). And instead of making things better between us, she made them worse. She treated me like I was doing something wrong all the time, which I wasn't, when she was the one who did something wrong. Talk about ass-backwards! Oh, and to make me feel even more resentment about the whole thing she threatened to kill herself because she had nothing left to live for. Obviously she didn't go through with it, but talk about scary. I was so mad that she would say that! What a head case!

I immediately transferred to a different team at work and I only ever saw her for a few minutes every week. I couldn't even look at her it hurt so bad. We didn't talk for 3 months. I don't even remember most of what happened during those 3 months, I was so down about my own life.


Stay tuned, this story has a part 2 coming up tomorrow!


Pockey said...

so theres a whole background with Andrea.

I cant believe she would cheat on you then keep it for so long...grrr i hate cheaters.

Steph said...

Such anticipation, Mike!

Yeah, I'm with pockey, cheaters do suck. Like really bad.