I didn’t want to admit what might be going on here, but now there’s no denying it. When I finally had some time to catch up on social media feeds during my mom’s chemo treatment earlier this week, I noticed that Chris — my college boyfriend who I thought was “the one” for years, until I found out he’d been cheating on me for a few months after graduation — just reconnected with me on not one, not two, but basically allthe platforms. Facebook, Twitter, LinkedIn, IG, you name it.
I was like “WTF”because he ended up marryingthe girl he was cheating on me with. But then I got distracted and pulled back into reality when my mom’s doctor came in to chat with us. The chemo is taking hold, but it’ll be a long, uncertain road and I can tell that she’s scared. Truth be told: so am I. Dad’s taking some leave starting next week, so Mom will have someone at home with her to take her to treatments.
After she fell asleep, I put the earbuds for five hours of conference calls. Not only does the Valley work 16 hour days, but they’re 3 hours behind the East Coast, so I didn’t hop off until well after midnight. But I got through Li-Sa’s new branding proposal, the XL investment review, Jonathan Roper pitching me a new start-up (software that writes software), and the CFO of one of our companies who somehow burned over a million dollars in three months.
It’s now nearly 2 am and I’m finally heading to bed (STILL in my childhood room … I’m staying here through the weekend to go to my high school reunion, which I hope I don’t regret) I just checked my personal email and see that Chris wrote me yesterday, saying that he will be in San Jose in a few weeks and wanted to know if I’d be up for dinner. Hmm.
Then I checked his Facebook and, sure enough, all pictures and mentions of his wife have been scrubbed, and it looks like he’s back on the dating scene. I didn’t scroll back far enough to see if they had any kids, but so far it doesn’t look like it.
I know better than respond right now at the end of a long day, and I also know better than to respond before I have a chance to discuss this with a more objective friend (namely Alice). But there is definitely a big part of me that doeswant to see him again after all these years, if for no other reason than to bring some closure to the whole mess once and for all.
I mean, I’m pretty sure that’s why I want to see him.
Yeah … gotta talk to Alice ASAP about this.
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