obviously, this is unforgivable and the act of a massive cunt, but hey…it might make for a debate of sorts
I have. was living with this girl in my late 20’s. she was really lovely and what have you, but incredibly dull. no spontaneity whatsoever. incredibly intelligent, but happy to watch all the soaps from hollyoaks all the way through to the last one. sex was very dull, too. she had body issues, which were frankly ridiculous in my eyes, but hey, I sympathised.
during this time, I started email flirting with a girl in work. it was exciting man! started off with ccrap like ‘having a nice day’ or ‘man, you look amazing today’ but slowly moved onto more sexual shit.
this went on for quite a few months and I’m gonna be honest - I was falling deeply for this girl.
a little while later I was having a cards night with the ladzzzzzzzzz and she texted me to say she was out on the town…and why don’t we hook up. I ignored this at the time, but as the night went on and the whiskys and spliffs flowed, I was more tempted by the idea.
so I rocked up later and we kissed and what have you. didn’t go any further than that and I went home, like a fucking boss*.
next morning I woke up with a) the most disgusting hangover ever and b) an incredible feeling of guilt. worse thing was, my gf was really sweet abbout me being hungover and this made me feel triple(y) bad. how could I do this to this wonderful person?
gonna park this for now. there is much, much more about this tale of woe to come. I’ll pop back later, if anyone cares…