Thanks To My Ex For Being A Whore…

We were young and stupid, thought we knew it all and he was talk, dark and, ummmm, hmmmm, charming. We were dating the same guy, we ended up pregnant at the same time, our kids are 7 months apart and in spite of it all we are now Best Friends….How did this happen you ask, well let me share some of our story with you.

She watched me pour sugar into our baby daddy’s gas tank and didn’t tell him until I was long gone.  Every time I looked up at her window in the high rise building she lived in she was there smiling at me as if she was cheering me on with her smile.  She didn’t even tell him what she had witnessed she just asked him “what is that white stuff all over the hood of your car?” after I had left…see after I had poured a few bags of sugar into his gas tank I took a bag and poured it on the hood of his car to let the whore know know I was there.  He knew instantly it was me, shocker!  I truthfully have no idea how the car made it to my place with all of the sugar I had put in the gas tank. Anyhoo, he showed up and made some noise outside of my door…more like threatening to kill me but noise nevertheless.

This one time he was super thoughtful though, it was Christmas time and we lived together.  He had gotten me this nice leather jacket and I just loved it….it was brown.  I loved it until I seen her with the same jacket on in black, coincidence…I think not. 

After both of our kids were born we still wanted this guy…I just sighed out loud thinking about this…man he was charming back then or we were stupid….actually come think of it, we were just fucking stupid. I was heading out to his house to surprise him for a visit because truth be told he was close to winning me back. I thought he and my soon to be BFF were broke up but low and behold I showed up and who was there….Yep, she was there….they were there, together.  She came to the front door of the apartment complex asking me what I was doing there….well I had to ask her the same damn thing….we compared notes and there he was tricking the both of us again.  Don’t judge we were young and stupid like I said repeatedly….So getting back to us exchanging notes, yeah so he was telling her and I the same shit and was winning us both back one bullshit line after another.  When we were done exchanging information she asked me for a drive back to town.  She went in, packed up her stuff and left him…for good.  Imagine that!  Before we left I made sure to run my key up the side of his freshly painted car.  I figured he deserved that at minimum considering his Rico Suave act was over.

From day one we had committed to ensuring the brothers knew each other, which we did, we were friendly with each other and never held the past against each other.  She had moved on in life and so did I….well sort of, I did have a second child for him but let’s move on from that and don’t be all judgmental and shit.  We were part of each others weddings…see she had met a great guy and married him and so did I later in life…Not the same guy this time though.  

How we became BFF’s is something extraordinary to be honest…it was through kindness, love, compassion, and having a genuinely amazing person in my corner. My husband was really sick, in fact he was dying.  This particular time during his illness he was going to be admitted into the hospital for a few days.  He asked me not to leave his side, he never wanted to stay in the hospital alone.  We had 4 kids at home, what was I going to do?  After trying to figure out how I could make it work, I just couldn’t come up with a way to stay in the hospital and take care of my husband and also leave the hospital to take care of the kids so I put my pride aside and made the call.  I remember how embarrassed I was to ask for help…it’s just not my thing but I knew I had hit a brick wall and needed help.  The call went like this… “I need your help, Mike has to stay in the hospital for a few days” and I paused….I couldn’t ask for help….She replied softly “How can I help?”  I hesitated then said “I am wondering if you could help me with kids”  She replied “I’ll pack my bags and will go over to your house until you two can come home”. 

It was two weeks later before we returned home and she never once asked me how much longer, she never once complained, she never once made me feel a certain way for asking her to do it….there is nothing in this world that would ever make me turn my back on her, nothing….so if you ever say anything ill about my BFF Dana know that I will throat punch the fuck out of you ~ Holla