Acquired Taste

My whole life I have felt that I was just that, an “acquired” taste.

I was Sweet 16 and never kissed.  I always thought that was something I wanted when I was younger until I got closer to that 16 mark and started wondering if there was something wrong with me. {I got my first kiss 3 months later, it sucked}

A few months later I got my first boyfriend.  Like any silly girl, I thought I was in love with him. ha!  Now I know I wasn’t, I think I was more in love with the thought of having a boyfriend.  We lasted 5 months.  We ended on bad terms too.  {Supposedly he spread rumors, but those who knew me knew they weren’t true.}

I got my next boyfriend a few months later.  What sucked is he was friends with and worked with the ex, but we made it work.  I was with him for a year and 4 months.  I was 2 years ahead of him in school.  We had plans to go off to college together.  Actually since I was older, I’d go and he’d meet up with me.  We both oddly enough wanted to go to the same college, even before meeting each other.  It didn’t workout that way.  I went off to college and he started dating the ex’s sister and then dumped me.

I was told once that happened it took as long as you were with someone to get over them.  {ie 1 month together, one month to get over.  2 years together, 2 years to get over… get it :)}

At that point in my life I gave up on boys.  Then my roommates friend tried to set me up with a guy who we turned out to be better friends than anything.  You know, sometimes that’s how it happens.  Then one of my friends tried to set me up with her guy friend and well…. he was a nice guy but 4 hours away created a strain for someone who was 19 years old.  It also made me sad that he was ashamed of how young I was.  We went on to just be friends, sorta but not really…. {I say friends he still lives 4 hrs away and I haven’t talked to him in almost 10 years}

Sadly enough I went on to date a friend of the guy I was set up with.  That guy was 100% A-hole.  Why is it that women go for them!?!?  After we split up I found out just how bad he cheated on me etc.

From there again I gave up on guys, especially after how bad I had been cheated on.  I always knew in the back of my head he was cheating on me, I just later found out my hunch was right.

About a year later and really feeling like I’d never find a decent guy, I stumbled across another one.  I went on to date this guy for 5 1/2 years {which is longer than some people stay married and when we broke up it felt like a divorce almost}.  I joked from time to time that he better not dump me because I didn’t want to train another one, or if we broke up he’d have to pay puppy support.

One day after about 2 years of dating the whole marriage thing came up and some how jokingly I said he had 5 years {Thank you Nanny Fine} to marry me or else I was walking away from it all.  No one believed I would do it and the 5 year mark came and went.  I didn’t do it, however a few months after that the relationship turned south real fast and I finally pulled my head out of my @$$ and dumped him, especially after rumors that went around that weren’t true, but he believed them because his sister said they were true.

You want to know how horrible I felt then?  I was 25 years old and spent a good portion of my years to find someone (b/c I met people in college) with this guy who in the end it didn’t work out.

I truly felt like no one would want me.  I was all used up.  I was no good.  I was old.  I know I wasn’t any of that, but at 25 years old after getting out of a relationship like that, it’s hard to bounce back.

And then after spending lots of money (iPhone & laptop) and making friends and stealing borrowing their internet (dial up sucks) I found a guy I went to high school with via Facebook.  A guy who asked me out when I was 15 1/2 and my parents told me I couldn’t date until I was 16 so I was scared to death to ask to go on this date.  And before I could even tell him anything he came back with a girlfriend. (yeah that will whop your ego real quick)

And as anyone who knows me, knows I went on to marry this great guy.  Life isn’t always perfect for us by any means, but most who are married will agree that it’s definitely worth it.

I guess I tell you this, hoping that it will help someone who might be in the same boat {obviously similar since no one is the same} as I have been in at one point or another in my life.  And if I am truly an acquired taste, well then my husband was the man who acquired me 🙂

And if all else fails, remember for the most part, Boys Suck. ha!  If nothing else, it’ll get you through tough times until you find the true guy of your dreams!  Never settle!  Always strive for the best.

Linking up today with the ever so popular Impulsive Addict & Seriously Shawn.