And one year on... — 6 months ago
I completely forgot about this site! Well its been exactly a year since all of this started with my (now ex) housemate. Since my last entry a LOT has happened.
I gave up on it all and swallowed my pride and started to become good friends with his girlfriend. If I was to live there then it was essential that I got on with them. And it turned out she and I got on really well. Everything with my housemate was in the past and I was happy.
I met Joe. We started a relationship and I loved finally having someone to have fun with and wake up in the morning in his arms. I was extremely fond of Joe and was excited at the prospect of him being ‘the one’. My housemate I could tell was jealous. He made it perfectly clear to me that he didnt like Joe. We argued about it a lot and it made the atmosphere once again awkward. I felt furious at his behaviour it was like he resented me ever being happy. I started to make plans with Joe to move away. My housemates girlfriend was upset and begged me to stay even though she could sense his jealousy over me and Joe.
Then things turned even worse. Joe’s ex had a baby. His baby. He had refrained from telling me this till the day it was born. He called me up one morning and asked for a lift to the hospital urgently. I was worried and confused and asked Joe to explain why and thats when he told me. I was shocked gutted but most of all heartbroken. My perfect boyfriend wasnt so perfect. I tried to understand but I was so hurt and couldnt forgive Joe for keeping this from me and for being capable of abandonning his pregnant girlfriend. So I heartbrokenly ended the relationship.
I confided in my housemate one night. I was distraught and he comforted me. I ended up sleeping with him again. The next moring his girlfriend came over and I felt awful and could barely look her in the eye. About a week later she found out during an argument. She was distrsught and I felt like a bitch so started looking for somewhere else to live. She stayed by him though – I couldnt believe she would want to stay with such a selfish bastard because that is finally what I saw he was. Just uses women for sex and perhaps he did like me a bit more than just for sex but by then I was fed up and couldnt be bothered to stick around and find out.
He helped me pack my things and the last time I ever saw him was when he said goodbye outside my new home.
This time my housemate was a woman in her 40s. Nice and safe.

