So.... I went to visit Chad once in May. It was like my birthday gift to myself. Everyone in Nashville is so nice, they let you switch lanes when you need to get over instead of speeding up so you can't, they say hi to you for no reason what so ever. It was so weird. Random strangers being nicer to you then most of the people you actually knew. I loved it. I drove down there for a weekend, even though my parents strongly disapproved. Probably around three weeks later I moved there, I didn't tell anyone until the day of! I was just like, well hey I'm leaving in like 30 minutes, I'm already all packed and ready to go, see you when I see you, bye!
Leaving this place is really the best feeling.
But, Chad was a controlling ass hole, that never changed. We literally started dating the day before I moved. I didn't even really want to date him I just wanted to get the hell away from this place and he was my ticket out. I don't feel bad for saying that, after all, he'd put me through a lot of hell, more than you know. There were brief moments that he tried to make a come back in my life before this that I haven't told you about, mostly because they are mundane and pointless. But it was a recurring thing for five years of my life. Well, little did I know that he had quit his job and wanted to get into the stock market. Which is really hard to do when you quit your job and have no money! So we spent a lot of time around each other. Seeing as he had nothing to do outside the apartment and I had a job at Hollister part time. Being around him constantly drove me insane, he was so annoying. He played video games and watched stocks. that's what he did, every day. I would spend a whole day doing laundry just to get away from him.
He had family there, his cousins lived in the same town that I worked in so we would go over there sometimes, I would even go there without him from time to time to get away and have girl time and baby time!
One day, his dad was in town for business and he took Chad out to dinner while I was at work, when I got back Chad had left dinner early after getting into a fight with his dad and walking home, like 2 miles and punched a hole in one of the doors. He is such a baby! He thinks everything should be handed to him. Seeing as he quit his job he had asked his dad if he would help him out and his dad ofered him $20,000! Twenty thousand fucking dollars, AND bought him a new laptop. But no, that wasn't enough, he was mad because he wanted more money. The fuck....
Well, he hadn't told me but he was behind on rent and instead of looking for another job he just wanted his dad to fork over enough to get him a good footing in the stock market so he could start making money, after all you need money to make money with that. It is still beyond me why he thought his dad should give him 30k+ because he had quit his job and didn't want to work. Seriously. Soooo, that was a big no.
At the time I really did anything to get out of the house, plus I needed the money so I picked up hours whenever I could. If Hco had a no show my supervisor would text or call me to see if I wanted to come in, which I did, a lot. After awhile Chad started thinking something was up because who wants to go in to work that often... I mean it's not like we needed money or anything, idiot. He was sure I was seeing someone at work. He had expressed his disapproval of me working with members of the opposite sex quite a few times but this was a new extreme. He's crazy guys. I talked to my friend Chris a lot at work so sometimes I would mention him which lead him to believe that's who it was. Obviously, because the words "we went to go visit his girlfriend at Abercrombie on our break" clearly didn't make sense to him. It was really too much to handle. He came in one day, I don't even remember what for but really I knew what for, to be nosy. I'm glad he didn't talk to the right person because half the store listened to me bitch about him every day and knew he was a pos.
Then, shortly after that he started having hallucinations and sweating really bad and then one day he started getting sick and didn't stop for over 3 hours. I was at work and when I got home I called his cousin and she came over and talked him into going to the hospital. I was really irritated, honestly. It ended up being due to the amount of that K2 synthetic weed he had been smoking, the amount of opiates in his system was insane, which only irritated me further. But I was there for him through it.
Like two days later I got what I didn't know was going to be the best phone call of my life. My cousin Jen, who I hadn't talked to in over a year called to check up on me. She asked me how I was and I was pretty honest, plus some other family member had talked to her about it too and she was worried about me. She put me on speaker phone and her and Chris opened a whole new world of possibilities for me. It was too much to fully comprehend at first, it took a while to sink it. They had offered me a place to live in their home, as long as I went back to school and babysat for them when they needed me to. They are truly life savers. But I took a few days to think it over. I called my mom and talked to her about it and she said that her and my aunt would come help me move all my stuff back home, so I called Jen back and accepted.
I didn't tell Chad. Two days later after an outing with his family I told him I wasn't happy and I didn't think it was going to workout. What a mess. I was completely emotionless toward him at this point, as I would be to any person of the opposite sex for the next 8 months, I had had enough. He didn't take it well, I left him alone and went on a walk, and called his aunt who was still in town and her and his cousin came over. It was pouring rain so I got back from my walk and sat in their car with his aunt while his cousin talked to him. It was a hard situation at that point because I love his family, they still to this day are nothing but good to me. At least I got them out of that crazy relationship. He calmed down, promised not to do anything stupid and they thought it was alright to leave but to call them if I needed anything. We didn't really talk but he insisted on sleeping on the couch so I could have the bedroom, nicest thing he ever did. My mom and aunt picked me up the next day and 24 hours after that I was on my way to Chicago where I spent the next 8 months going to school and working and actually have some motivation in life that I hadn't had in awhile. It was a great move in life, but most things don't last forever.
Till next time, xoxo