Yes you read correctly, and no this isn’t about the Mya song from the mid-90’s. I don’t just have one ex story for you guys, I have two! Are you ready? Do you have your wine and popcorn in hand? Good.
On Friday I went to lunch with a few co-workers and one of our vendors and I ran into Chuck. We walked into Pluckers and I saw a guy sitting in a booth with a side profile that matched his. Then he looked over, we locked eyes and I saw that it was him. We tried to get seated outside (it was beautiful outside) but there weren’t any tables available so we were seated inside, right by Chuck and his date. Oh, did I mention that he was there with someone? Because he was. We were sat in eye-sight of him and his lady friend. My entire demeanor changed and my co-workers and vendor picked up on it. Thank God we’re all pretty close so I had no problem telling them that my ex was in the restaurant and that I hadn’t seen him in over a year. I was physically shaken, not my normal bubbly self, and I didn’t even get up and go use the restroom until after he and his date left. Throughout our meal there were glances exchanged between me and him and even between me and her. I guess he must’ve mentioned something to her. My co-workers asked why I was so physically affected, if things ended amicably. Chuck and I ended things mutually, no cheating or physical altercations but my heart was still affected. It also doesn’t help that I drunk texted him the previous weekend. I really should delete his number again.
Now for the other ex story. I dated a guy who was six years older than me my freshman year of undergrad. I was 18 and didn’t have a care in the world, and he was 24 finishing school and starting his career. We met in band, clicked and dated on and off my freshman and sophomore year in undergrad and ended things when I decided to come home to finish my undergrad career. We had a brief fling during the summer of 2009 when I was in Tyler, but honestly nothing since. We randomly re-connected on Facebook and after the fight on Saturday night I messaged him. Now I’m not going to lie, it was pretty late like 1:30-2AM in the morning. We exchanged a few messages before I gave him my new number and we texted a bit before I jokingly sent him a message like “I hope you’re not laying in bed with your girlfriend texting me.” His response, “I’m not, she’s actually my wife.”
I waited a bit for a “just kidding” message as a follow up, but it didn’t come. Instead he told me that he recently got married and has two children (4 and 2 months). We didn’t chat much longer than that. Out of respect for his wife and family I kept things short and answered his question about whether I had a family of my own before wishing him luck on his test and telling him to get some rest. I’m still kind of reeling from the situation. What I thought was going to be a cute exchange between exes turned into something way deeper. I don’t know if I should even contact him again, he’s married…with children! I will say that I completely understand, he’s at the point in life where marriage and children isn’t an odd thing, I guess I just wasn’t expecting him to be responding to me and keep a conversation up so late at night. Is that weird? Am I thinking too much into this??
You're DEFINITELY NOT thinking too much into this. Innocent or not, he shouldn't be texting an ex in the middle of the night when he's married. You did the right thing by ending the conversation as quickly as you could.