I am not sure who was the one with the itchy fingers (or was it idle minds? or both?) that started this whole meet-up thing. With social media, the world has shrunk to a click. Click “Yes” to a friend request and you get to see A Day In A Life version of someone whom you have not heard from since you left school/ broke up/ remove your braces/ whatever.
Today, I had coffee with the ex-boyfriend and the woman he had
cheated on me left me to marry.
I won’t have agreed to meet, had it not been for this intense curiosity on my part to see what she looks like. What was it that she had that I hadn’t? In a twisted kind of way, I needed to see that one flaw in her; that one glaringly obvious shortfall that would correct this perception of perfection which has so plagued my insecurity for the last 35 years.
From the phone chats that preceded this meet-up, I was certain that the ex-boyfriend harbored same for my husband. He wanted to see what was it that my husband had that he hadn’t. And I knew that in the same twisted kind of way, he was trying to provoke me into giving him the pleasure of knowing that one flaw that my husband had; that glaringly obvious shortfall that will have the ex-boyfriend looking all dandy.
So at the last minute, I decided to leave my husband at home because I knew it would be unfair on him. I do not want him to be collateral damage in a pissing match that could erupt between me and the ex-boyfriend (I am super competitive, don’t judge).
Since I have now seen what I have gone to see and he has not seen what he had come to see, I am all smug. Because for me, having that unfair mental edge is everything. LOL