I let down my guard, and let the chips fall where they may. Maybe I’ll end up hurt. Maybe he and I will eventually be together. But regardless, I took a risk.

I’m not an easy person to live with, that’s for sure. I have had six serious girlfriends in my life and I have loved maybe one of them – and it certainly wasn’t my baby’s mother. How long can a woman endure living with such a man before she begins to look for love elsewhere?

I can’t be your friend. You want everything to be fine, for us to continue on and be close but it won’t work for so many reasons. I’ll become the ghost who haunts your current relationship, the name that gets brought up when you fight, the point of contention you hate discussing every time she gets upset.


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