W.T.F. happened yesterday?
Can somebody tell me? Because I'm still a little freaked out.
So, going all the way back to the first boy who ever kissed me when I was 14, Nicky Capezio, I've not had great luck with men. Fortunately, my luck changed a dozen years ago but my closet is still over-freaking-flowing with testosterone-addled skeletons.
This bad luck was either exacerbated or caused by the fact that I've suffered from a lovely melange of Generalized Anxiety Disorder and RAD since infancy, Panic Disorder since kindergarten-ish, and PTSD since I was 9, as diagnosed by several professionals. During years and YEARS of therapy.
I've made bad decisions about boys since...okay always. I ALWAYS made bad decisions about boys.
High school was a nightmare. My first marriage did not go well. My second marriage is not even worth mentioning. In my early 20s I really did fall ass-over-teakettle in love with a boy who, ultimately, did not love me. The only boy who ever broke my heart. This all happened before the age of 25.
I got help. I got diagnosed, started meds, started college, got a life and laid off the man meat for a long time. Got my life together. Met Hubster 10 years later and now my life ROCKS.
So what happened yesterday? Both my high school boyfriend AND my first husband friended me on Facebook. HSBF actually apologized for having been a selfish dick. First husband went on about how beautiful I still am. Both of them. In the same day.
Through the looking glass, down the rabbit hole, into Narnia...I don't know exactly what happened (it was 09/09/09, right? weird) but I SHOULD have bought a freakin' lottery ticket yesterday.
Because, I ask you, WHAT are the chances?