When I was 20, I had been dating this girl for nearly a year.
She would freak out over something and break up with me and then come crawling back three or four days later all sad and mopey, and because this was my first like long-term very serious relationship I let her do it.
Finally, we are getting close to our 1 year anniversary and I’ve been saving up to go all out.
We were going to rent an RV, go to a pow wow, camp out, make a big hullabaloo about it.
And all of a sudden, my cousin, who I had been living with for a while, randomly comes up to me and says I have to move out because I haven’t been paying rent.
But I had.
And it turns into this whole ordeal where his girlfriend at the time had been lying to him about whether or not I was paying rent because I had been giving the money to her directly, so long story short I get my own place.
So, for some reason my girlfriend 3 Days later breaks up with me, right before our one year anniversary. She says this time I’m going to take a 6-month break.
And we’ll see what happens after that.
Well that threw me for a loop, I’m super upset and depressed, and one of my coworkers suggests that I come to their Church.
And I do.
And I get involved with it cuz I’ve got nothing else to do but work a shitty job and stay in a shitty place.
And I meet this girl, and she’s really into me. And I’m really into her.
My current ex-girlfriend’s name was Jennifer, this girl’s name is Jenny. Both brunette, both facially attractive, and me and her start seeing each other.
But since we’re doing the whole church thing we’re like can’t have sex unless we get married.
And then one wild horny day we went down to the courthouse and got married. Had a shit ton of sex for a few weeks, until we got it out of our system, and then a grand total of 48 days after we got married, she says that this isn’t working out and she leaves.
Two weeks later Jennifer comes back, and in retrospect I should have fucking kicked her to the curb but this woman broke into my house and had a balling crying fit because she saw the marriage certificate on the wall.
And then stayed there and waited for me to show up.
So, while I was still legally married to Jenny and going through the process of getting a divorce I was dating my ex-girlfriend again who I was still in love with despite all the bullshit that I went through, and it took me years to learn my lesson and to kick Jennifer to the curb and to grow some fucking balls and to start thinking with something other than the little man downstairs.
But yeah that’s my wild break up story, broke up with a girl for 6 months married somebody else started dating her again while I was still technically married to the second girl.
Did you end up dating a girl named Jen afterwards, by any chance? 🤣
I’m not one to judge. I had an on-and-off fling with a dude named Tyler, where it turned out I was the side chick all along. Then I got away from him by going on a yearlong internship at different locations, where I ended up dating a dude named Tyler (who went by “Ty”) for a semester. And then a year later I dated “Taylor” for a couple weeks. And spent half a year getting over him, too. Lmao.
Lol, my next girlfriend after Jennifer pt 2 was named Jenna, and the girlfriend after that was also a J name.
Eventually I’m going to run out of J names, I swear, I’m going to run away from any girl named jalisa the same way you should probably run away from any guy named Thomas.
Oh boy do I have a story for you guys.
When I was 20, I had been dating this girl for nearly a year.
She would freak out over something and break up with me and then come crawling back three or four days later all sad and mopey, and because this was my first like long-term very serious relationship I let her do it.
Finally, we are getting close to our 1 year anniversary and I’ve been saving up to go all out.
We were going to rent an RV, go to a pow wow, camp out, make a big hullabaloo about it.
And all of a sudden, my cousin, who I had been living with for a while, randomly comes up to me and says I have to move out because I haven’t been paying rent.
But I had.
And it turns into this whole ordeal where his girlfriend at the time had been lying to him about whether or not I was paying rent because I had been giving the money to her directly, so long story short I get my own place.
And it’s pretty shitty, but it’s my own place.
So, for some reason my girlfriend 3 Days later breaks up with me, right before our one year anniversary. She says this time I’m going to take a 6-month break.
And we’ll see what happens after that.
Well that threw me for a loop, I’m super upset and depressed, and one of my coworkers suggests that I come to their Church.
And I do.
And I get involved with it cuz I’ve got nothing else to do but work a shitty job and stay in a shitty place.
And I meet this girl, and she’s really into me. And I’m really into her.
My current ex-girlfriend’s name was Jennifer, this girl’s name is Jenny. Both brunette, both facially attractive, and me and her start seeing each other.
But since we’re doing the whole church thing we’re like can’t have sex unless we get married.
And then one wild horny day we went down to the courthouse and got married. Had a shit ton of sex for a few weeks, until we got it out of our system, and then a grand total of 48 days after we got married, she says that this isn’t working out and she leaves.
Two weeks later Jennifer comes back, and in retrospect I should have fucking kicked her to the curb but this woman broke into my house and had a balling crying fit because she saw the marriage certificate on the wall.
And then stayed there and waited for me to show up.
So, while I was still legally married to Jenny and going through the process of getting a divorce I was dating my ex-girlfriend again who I was still in love with despite all the bullshit that I went through, and it took me years to learn my lesson and to kick Jennifer to the curb and to grow some fucking balls and to start thinking with something other than the little man downstairs.
But yeah that’s my wild break up story, broke up with a girl for 6 months married somebody else started dating her again while I was still technically married to the second girl.
Did you end up dating a girl named Jen afterwards, by any chance? 🤣
I’m not one to judge. I had an on-and-off fling with a dude named Tyler, where it turned out I was the side chick all along. Then I got away from him by going on a yearlong internship at different locations, where I ended up dating a dude named Tyler (who went by “Ty”) for a semester. And then a year later I dated “Taylor” for a couple weeks. And spent half a year getting over him, too. Lmao.
Lol, my next girlfriend after Jennifer pt 2 was named Jenna, and the girlfriend after that was also a J name.
Eventually I’m going to run out of J names, I swear, I’m going to run away from any girl named jalisa the same way you should probably run away from any guy named Thomas.
I’m currently engaged to a dude with a name that DOESN’T start with “T.” His middle name and last name are free from the curse as well.
I hope you have similar luck someday!