As if the nostalgia of the past week or so weren't already catching up with me, today hit me like a freight train. I have been cleaning out my office, going through books, memorabilia, and papers, some of which haven't been seen since before I was married. I have pretty much lived in apartments ever since graduating from high school. Sure, occasionally I'd have a short stint at mom and dad's, but for the most part I've been in small spaces. There was never room to open up boxes that had been in storage and just sort through the mess; until now.
All this old stuff has brought back to my mind so many feelings and relationships from my past. Sometimes, when I'm feeling nostalgic but not wanting to pretty too far into someone's personal life, I will admit that I resort to facebook stalking them. After all, that's what we post things for anyway, right? So I climb on to facebook stalk an old love, and the only comment for months is one congratulating him on his marriage. What?!
Trying to get the scoop on this so called marriage, I text him... Then I call and get the pick up and hang up (oh yes that happened.) So I email and leave it be. Try the best friend who also happens to be an ex (hey, don't judge. These things happen.) And it goes straight to a busy signal as if I've been blocked.
Basically... I've been downgraded to the status of "ex" not friend or important part of someone's past... And I can't stand it.
How do I still not know for sure is he's getting marred?
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