Learning the Ropes in a Way That You Don't Get Burned. Literally

I watch TV. Who doesn't? Looking back, I realize that in comparison to others, I really haven't seen all that much. Probably a result of my parent's idea of socializing and stuff. I never cared about the social lives of pointless celebrities. People needed to do something to deserve my attention, like write a song or perform something close to flawlessly.

My standards are a tad high.

I started watching a TV show where a girl came to the conclusion that she was being used for sex. Not a new concept. I think most TV shows are based in that to a certain point. But up until very recently, that was who I was (minus the sex. I'm pretty sure our relationship would have been better had I put out.) We have an open relationship, and that never was a problem. He lived far away and it gave both of us the excuse to keep from extreme emotional attachment. He would sleep around, I would sit and try to skirt the massive shadow he cast everywhere. The greatest hockey player produced from the area (cough cough state) was hard to miss. His little known, metalhead girlfriend who wore too much black was.

I am not emo. Or punk. I am a rocker metalhead. If someone tells you different, then they don't know their ass from a hole in the ground.

Anyway, he was all that and a bag of chips. I was a handful of fries short of a happy meal. How could our relationship work when we were on different playing fields in different games on different continents? And then he moved to Iowa. Then the open relationship became an issue. Skanks would upload dirty pics of them together, tagging him with little quotes like "hooking up with the next hockey legend..." and other stuff like that. He was a little iffy on that, but he would always tell me. I never told him that I hadn't actually rounded the bases with anyone. He figured I had. So it wasn't a big deal. Until he became almost exclusive with a Barbie Doll named Brandie. Who names their child Brandie? Or Meladie? Jesus.

This went on for too bloody long. I let it happen. And I almost lost everything because of it.