NEXT....

So yesterday I told you about my first love and last night I thought about the next boyfriend that followed. There wasn’t a boyfriend of any lengthy period for a long while after the Paper Boy; I did have one or two boyfriends & lots of dates but none that stand out with any significance or drama that would lead to a good blog read. I was a pretty girl with a lot of male interest and a very low boredom threshold, none of them lasted more than a couple of weeks. I needed a guy to keep me on my toes and make life in a small town interesting and exciting... if only I knew what was round the corner!

I’m a little apprehensive to be spilling the beans too much on the next one, he was a wrong ‘un; a bad apple to the very core but he could charm the birds from the trees or as my Mam put it ‘The knickers off a Nun’. There was something about this one that had me sucked in right from the absolute second I saw him. Not because of looks, I distinctly remember not fancying him when I first met him, but because he was so charming and confident. He owned the room and I loved that, it was intriguing. He was also considerably older than my mere 17 years and with his age came something that no guy my own age could match.  

Everybody warned me off ‘MrCharming’ I was told many bad stories about him but I listened to no-one and persevered with the relationship. Looking back, I kick myself over & over again for staying with this one, he brought me nothing but trouble, stress, lies and tears. I was with him right the way through until my early twenties and although I saw a side of him nobody else could, a side I loved so very much; his bad side consistently dominated his life and personality. He was his own worst enemy; quite literally he poisoned everything & everyone around him.

This has prompted me to take a rather odd tangent and avoid all the gory details of my relationship with ‘MrCharming’. There is infact nothing pleasant or humorous to write, he was a bastard plain & simple.

I have so many sad memories from this relationship, many that instantly bring a stinging tear to my eye as soon as I think back. I do have some good memories of course, but they’re all tangled in lengthy stories of drama & let downs, of a man lost to his own demons unable to escape and so desperately clinging to those around him willing to stand by his side. He was a good man deep down, I staunchly believe this, but that was so seldom seen by others it was a constant battle to persuade anyone that was the case. In my five years with ‘MrCharming’ he taught me many things, the biggest thing I learnt was my own strength of character and how incredibly loyal I am to those I care about. I learnt that good people are capable of bad things and that I believe in people and forgive all too easily.

Anyway, I’ve been on a bit of a downer recently and thinking about this and my life with ‘MrCharming’ has put me in a terribly despondent mood so I’ve decided to sack off the Boyfriends Past because quite frankly, they’re all rubbish (other than Paper Boy) and there’s a reason they’re not in my life anymore!

There’s only one guy for me right now, he’s the biggest pain in the arse of them all but my God do I love him. His name is Pablo. He’s a nine year old Bullmastiff x Rhodesian ridgeback and every single day he will stress me out to the point of going grey.

Until I have something of any comedy value to report back with, please enjoy the Diaries of a Disastrous Dog....