Bites the dust. Wow it has been so long since I've posted. Sorry. My life has been quite chaotic. I've been working 16 hour days with very little time off. Aaaagh! Christmas.
So the story of the post. Boyfriend is now ex-boyfriend. As of last night. How do I tell you that I deserved it. Because I did. It was my fault and I was an ass. Evidently, I am a terrible person on top of it all. I thought this was a little far-fetched. But whatever. I tried to apologize and salvage the relationship. He wasn't really interested in another chance right now. It was quite a calm conversation where I spent a lot of time staring at my shoes. It was quite difficult for me to actually probably deserve what I got. Most of the time I definitely don't deserve it. This time I did.
So what happened? I had told boyfriend that I was going to a party that Paramedic would be at. He got super jealous and quite cranky because of this. I told him because I didn't want to lie to him, but I did tell him that we would go out after the party. I got wicked drunk and ended up losing track of time. Way losing track of time. Like an hour or more. I also lost my ride and he decided to come pick me up. I should have been more supportive of his needs at that time becuase he just found out that his grandmother was sick. I'm an ass. A huge ass.
But...in case you were starting to hate me, he was being super controlling which was pissing me off. So, I ruined a really good relationship right before Christmas. This makes the (every year of my life) year that I have been single for Christmas. Boo.
I did not cheat on boyfriend. Not at all. Not even a little. I was a good boy. The doting boyfriend. Escept this one time. I screwed up. Big time.