I've been coming back to this thread for three days because each time I tried to put my "shame" down, I got mad all over again!
This happened about 14 years ago with my first boyfriend. We started dating when I was in the 10th grade and he was a senior. We were together for 7 years before this particular incident took place but I allowed him to put me on a emotional rollercoaster for years. Looking back, I wish I had more self-esteem and confidence to leave the relationship earlier than I did. Here goes:
I
FINALLY knew that he just wasn't into me when... I came home to the apartment we shared and found a used condom in the toilet.
Yes, ladies! I did not even flip out because by the time that I discovered the condom, I had already decided to leave the relationship. Basically, I had had enough of his ish.
He came home a few hours later while I was calmly polishing my nails. I greeted him and told him that he left something in the bathroom. He looked at me like, "Huh?" and he went into the bathroom and started laughing. So, I started laughing too. This scared the dookie out of him and he kicked me out of the house that night!
This pissed me off but God is good y'all! I believe that all things happen for a reason because if I would have stayed in the apartment that night, I might have ended up in the state pen doin' 10!
To all the single ladies reading this thread, do not despair if similar things happen to you because I believe that these experiences prepare you to see the real gems when they come along. That's what happened to me.
I'm in love and happily married to man I met five years after that fiasco and I have never been happier. You overcome these things and sometimes you can even look back and laugh.