THE NEGATIVE REACTION

In the beginning . . .

I dated a girl named Kathie M. when I was a sophomore at NDSU. I fell in love pretty quickly and it was a very turbulent relationship. We broke up several times, but always got back together. A lot of times, we fought about stupid things. She was pretty jealous and it got to a point in our relationship where we couldn't be at the same party together. She would get so jealous if she saw me talking with another girl. It was a pretty crazy first year we were together. The summer came and I went to go visit her a few times. One the of the last times, I drove three hours to see her, only to have her parents make her break up with me. Needless to say, it was a LONG ride home. I thought it was over, but it was only just the beginning. .

Over the summer we stayed in contact and I found out her parents were letting her move up to school early to move into an apartment. We made arrangements for me come and visit. The two days I was there were completely awesome (i.e. LOTS of sex) she thought since we couldn't stay away from each other, we should get back together. It was great for a few months, then the fighting started back up again. I also brought her home to meet my parents and my parents and my sister had mixed reviews of her. Then, during the winter, I caught her cheating. Not like I "thought" she was cheating, but completely red handed with some half naked dude in her bed. I just told him, "Have fun man, she's a total whore!" then walked out of her apartment. This is where it started to get interesting.

This is when she started playing games with me. Telling me she wanted to get back together and she still loved me and all that b.s. I figured, "Ok, let's play some games then." Within a week I was dating two women and trying to keep up the facade of getting back together with Kathie. I creatively let Kathie find out I was dating another woman, which played right into her jealous nature. She freaked out and really laid the honey on thick. Calling me, coming over un-announced, all kinds of stuff to try and get back in my good graces. I relented (since one of the girls was a total fucking psycho, which is another story altogether) and we got back together. I figured this was the 8th or 9th time we had broken up and gotten back together. I was such a sucker.

This next time we lasted a little longer, but the summer was good, but too long. I separated my shoulder, she moved into a different apartment and we both were working way too much and not seeing each other. As Fall wore on, I pushed my luck when she broke up with me shortly after she moved into a house with three of her close friends. Two of which were not fans of mine. I decided this was my last chance to stay together, so I borrowed a friends credit card and purchased a diamond ring. Then I went over to her place and proposed to her. After a day of thinking about it and having a full on committee with a bunch of people, she returned the ring and I figured that truly was the end. Once again, I was wrong

Post breakup, & Summer Companionship

We had broken up and I had already moved on (after getting my heart ripped out for two years, it didn't take much to get over her) and had started dating another woman (another great story btw) when I started seeing her out randomly here and there. She would leave me messages on my car since we parked in the same lot at school. Then the summer came and her serious boyfriend left to go home. She stayed in Fargo. We had been together a few times (I mean, we had SEX) when she got lonely. On the same day her boyfriend left, she was in my bed that night. I'm pretty sure that was the last time we were together, but later on, she did tell me one interesting thing.

All of that. . for this?

What I suspect is the reason why she won't accept my friend request? The same reason her boyfriend errrrrrrrrrrr husband still hates me (even after some 20+ years). He feels threatened. She must have told him at some point, because I'd seen him out at the bar a few times with her during that summer and all he did was glare at me, then they'd get into some fight and leave the bar. All to my great amusement. The other funny thing was my new girlfriend loved making her uncomfortable. One time after we had started dated, my new girlfriend found out Kathie was in the bar and couldn't wait to see her. We were talking and as she walked by, their eyes locked on to each other. Then my girlfriend leaned over and laid a deep wet kiss on me and made sure Kathie saw it. It was one of those moments you can't make up. It was pretty awesome.

I don't expect to ever have her accept my friend request, since her husband would probably blow a gasket, which is something I take great pride in.