@OfWittyArdor = to hate me for it if the day comes where you regret choosing me over this career opportunity. That part of all of this admittedly worries me, Ross."
@OfWittyArdor {Break-ups... I had my fair share of them, through the years. It's typically the reality of the situation. Or at least that's what I've found from my own experience. I mean, you meet a guy, and for awhile, he seems great. Then out of the »
@OfWittyArdor = you did, so I need time to forgive you for it, so we can eventually move past it." I added softly. "The fact that you gave up this career opportunity of a lifetime though for me is speaking volumes to me in regard to how much you love me, Ross. I just don't want you to come =
@OfWittyArdor = didn't want to hash all of this out with him again and again. I just didn't have it in me at the moment. "I will eventually get past it, Ross, but I just need time to do so." I shared quietly in response. "I still love you. That has not changed, but I'm just so hurt by what =
@OfWittyArdor = something with his job, that was okay, but if I worked late, that was a problem because it meant I wasn't around when he wanted me to be. These were all factors that ultimately drove a wedge between us. Regardless of that though, I was in pain and still feeling awful, so I =
@OfWittyArdor = jealousy, Ross acted like a fool. To the point of smothering me and putting down the fact that I had finally found a career that I loved. All because I was no longer just a waitress who could be there when he wanted me to be. If Ross had to work late or go out of town for =
@OfWittyArdor = truth is, I love Ross. I just needed time to get past the fact that he and I had a fight and he immediately jumped into bed with another woman. Yes, I'm aware that Ross was unnecessarily jealous of Mark. Mark, my colleague and nothing more. As a result of that pointless =
@OfWittyArdor = that he could take a break with me, or even break up, and then just sleep with someone else. This is where I was still struggling. Even so, it was starting to feel like we were trapped on a carousel. Going around repeatedly over this same discussion and disagreement. The =
@OfWittyArdor = break or not, he just immediately jumped into bed with someone else. Honestly, I don't care if we were on a break or full on broken up... You don't just immediately jump into bed with someone else. That to me is what hurt the most. The thought that I meant so little to Ross =
@OfWittyArdor = opportunity, he didn't. He stayed here in New York. He missed his flight... twice... and gave up this opportunity he had dreamed of for years for me. No, I couldn't overlook that fact, so in that sense, Ross was right. He did love me. I was just hurt now over the fact that, =
@OfWittyArdor I knew the fact that Ross gave up this opportunity of a lifetime... One that could have a huge impact on his career was an act of love. Ross knew I was in the hospital and even though he could have easily gotten on that plane and gone through with this incredible career =
@OfWittyArdor = a break, how could you sleep with another woman when you were allegedly in love with me?" Again, I wasn't feeling up to hashing all of this out all over again, but I guess this was a question that I needed an answer to. One I wouldn't ever be able to get out of my mind =
@OfWittyArdor = first chance he got after we broke up, went on a break, or whatever we were calling it, and he slept with another woman. How could I find a way to trust him after that? I silently thought to myself. "I mean, I thought you loved me, Ross, so fight or no fight... Break up or a =
@OfWittyArdor = I couldn't seem to get past was the fact that Ross had allegedly loved me since we were kids and then we have a fight during our time together and suddenly any love he supposedly had for me went straight out the window. Nothing like pursuing me for ten plus years, but the =
@OfWittyArdor = hash all of this out again with Ross since we've gone in circles about all of this since it happened, but hearing him say those words again triggered me, you could say. To me, it didn't matter what definition of "break" we were each using to describe our time apart. The part =
@OfWittyArdor "Ross, even if we were on a break... Whether the break referred to something temporary while we breath and figure things out between us or a full out break up, I just can't believe you immediately slept with another woman." I quietly aired out. Of course I didn't want to =
@OfWittyArdor = that you gave up that opportunity of a lifetime just to be here with me and for me, but I'm worried that eventually you might come to resent me for it." I quietly added in confession. "I don't want you to come to hate me, Ross. Especially when I don't know what all of this =
@OfWittyArdor = that other girl, him and I didn't have a chance at giving our relationship attempt a second chance. "I admit, I'm worried too, Ross." I started to confess as I watched Ross dishing out some of the food from the containers Monica had brought by for me. "It means so much to me =