I’m going to echo everyone else and say you are so much better off without this loser.
In regards to the age gap thing though…piddle I say. I would go out with a certain coworker of mine in a second if he wasn’t married. He’s 49 and I’m 23. Age shouldn’t matter.
Oh come on people!
A boy’s best friend is his mother.
Tell me whiterabbit was he into taxidermy?
I hope you didn’t shower at his place.
You’re right. It shouldn’t. But in many instances it DOES. What I’ve found (over too many years of experience) is that when an older guy goes for a younger woman, HE is in fact more immature than his beau. Chronologically he might be 49, but mentally/emotionally or whatever, he is probably even younger than YOU.
I was always attracted to older guys in my yewth until I realised that they were attracted to ME for the same reason!! Bit of a bummer really…
BAAAHAHAHAHA!!! Oh man.
Anyway… I’m gonna chime in with a “me too” on the “count yourself lucky” thing. Not so sure about Zoe’s friend, though… sitting with your mom at the rehearsal dinner isn’t really that big a deal.
One more thing to add. First off, don’t argue with him about this. He made this decision and by doing so, he revealed a lot about himself. There isn’t really anything to argue. (Not that you would, just some unsolicited advice)
My mother in law is a raging alcoholic and many years ago she was in our house, drunk as hell, and ranted and ranted to my husband (while I hid in the bedroom, literally behind the bed) that she “had no son” until he got rid of me.
So he called her a cab, and she stayed elsewhere until her flight back home.
You deserve a man who will stand by you like that, and I’m sure you will find one.
OMIGOD!!! When is his birthday? Buy him a set of Neuticles and send them to him anonymously.
Damn!
Zebra beat me to it.
Regards,
Norman
I know I am reviving an old thread, but I started it, and I couldn’t think of a way to start a “thank you guys” thread in the Pit, so I’ll just revive this one briefly.
Thank you guys. I’m done moving and finally have my computer up and running again, with a cable modem – woo-hoo! – and am going to start looking at schools around here. There are lots.
This situation still sucks. But I’m okay. More okay than I thought I’d be by now, actually. I think it’s the dogs. They ADORE me.
My opinions of my former intended’s parents is still very low, obviously, and will always remain so. But I don’t feel like cussing about it right now – is that allowed in the Pit?