I am not crazy. I did not lose you. You were crazy to lose me. PART 1

Called me crazy,think I lost YOU? You were crazy to lose me.



So the few people who knew about my "private" relationship wanted to know the full story on what had really went down. I was never ready to talk about it because with each word or sentence, I knew tears would run down my face. I am healed, over it and sure as hell not afraid to write about it.

We all know how it goes. You meet a person, the courting phase is amazing, butterflies and eventually a relationship. With each day that comes, you get to know a person.

 I got to know a monster.


 Often,girlfriends are called "crazy" but that's just us.  We don't want our men entertaining other sisters, making us look stupid and everything. (giggles) it's funny because the day that led to our break up revolved around my "craziness". What do you call it when your own boyfriend chooses to embarrass you in front of an alleged "female friend" then switches the story and says you're the one embarrassing him.?

 It was our day together and the last I checked, a day with a girlfriend is JUST THAT! So he comes to see me and I asked him to walk me so I could collect my bag and rest of my belongings in the computer lab.  There she was...I am not too sure where she came from but there she was, the "friend". Let's call her Delilah. What better name to give her because not even Jezebel could fool a man into losing his strength and becoming soo weak. They met an exchanged hugs. Sounds harmless, right?
 Until you realise he walked out of the lab with his arm around her and cut me off.
Delilah asked "Why am I only getting 5 minutes and she's getting your full attention?". It could have been a joke but what I did not find funny is that he couldn't even tell her I'm his girl. From that moment I sensed something was wrong.

so now, him and I are walking to the parking lot and I bring up that I didn't like what he did. Need I say more? Apparently I was trippin'..."This little fuck thinks I'm trippin'" ,I thought to myself...knowing that if roles were switched he'd say "I'm not happy with you".

 we spent our time together down by the river and as it was time to leave, it begins to rain.

While we're driving back to the parking lot, I politely asked him not to go to her as It was unnecessary and they will meet another day, at their own time and not OURS. I just couldn't stand the amount of disrespect both of them had already shown me. Yes, a bit of jealousy too because his attention is supposed to be with me.  He replied " I am just saying goodbye". He was so adamant on saying goodbye to her.  Was I losing my man? He switched his engine off, called her up in front of me (yes, he continued to disrespect me). I broke down into tears and that didn't break him. Out came Delilah from the labs, waiting for him. Waiting for MY man.

 That's when I walked out of his car, banged his door and walked to that tramp. Was I going to talk to her?  stab her? Grab her by her braids and pull them out? Or was I going to keep myself dignified?

 FIND OUT ON PART 2...
TO BE CONTINUED...