Dodging a Bullet

My best friend FaceTimed me and when I answered simply said, “Guess who is going to be a dad.” I had no idea what she was talking about. She had just woken me up and we had no mutual guy friends who were trying to have kids. She then told me about how a guy I was seeing, we will call him Ben, around my birthday at the beginning of December was apparently now going to be a father and it was a very awkward situation. I got lucky when that conceited asshole ghosted me.

So back story… it was a match made in heaven. We both swiped right, we had mutual friends and had so many common interests. We hung out the next day and every day for the next week or so. Then he wanted me to meet his group of friends on Friday, so I said okay why not since I  already know some of them. Things were going really well so I was actually looking forward to it. He was a little oddly obsessed with the fact that he really wanted his friends to like me. That should have been a red flag but I didn’t think about it. Friday comes and dinner wasn’t bad. His friends were a little stuck up but not they weren’t unbearable. Things continue on as they were then one day he just stopped texting me. I wasn’t going to chase him, that’s just his loss. I found out from our mutual friend that one of the guys in the group had called me fat (which I am not) and Ben had not stood up for me. Apparently his friends opinion of me mattered more than his own.

Well the other day apparently, his ex contacted him to tell him she was 7 weeks pregnant with his baby. They had been seeing each other off and on for the past year and had hooked up right before we had started seeing each other. I have never been so grateful for someone being so conceited because that would have been such an awkward situation to try to start a relationship with.

But in other Matt related news… Matt is getting awkward and distant and skipped out on some plans this week. Other Matt on the other hand messages me everyday and has already made plans to take me out this weekend. We may have a winner sooner rather than later.

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