Alright since blogging has been turned into a bit of high school drama I figured I would post my side of a story that I found to be way too high school drama.
In high school I dated many different guys who not only dated me but also dated many girls... seeing how this was high school it was pretty normal to not settle down with just one person. At the end of my senior year there was one guy in particular that I was with and eventually was with for almost 4 year and planned on getting married to. He (Steven) had a lot of girlfriends one of which he didn't even break up with for a year into our relationship and I do not remember her name at this time. So the reason I am posting this story is because Melissa Carmean (or as she refers to me as the "x" best friend). Honesty just get over it, he wanted to be with me, we grew apart and he ended up marrying you. Why is it then hat I am the bad guy in this story? I was not wrong in choosing to be with him, if anyone should be mad at someone it would be the guy who started all the drama... shouldn't it? Should I have lost a lot of good friends over a high school crush?
Anyways... back to my title of how I am where I am today. After high school I went to Westminster College and failed miserably so I followed Steven up to USU. USU was fun but this is where I realized that this guy I was in love with acted ashamed to be with me. Maybe its because of thing we had done that weren't really okay but we never hung out with our "friends" up there because he would tell them I wasn't interested. I found this odd and luckily we moved back home in hopes for a new start with the familiar. I went to SLCC the next year and took a dance class where I met Brady (who is now my husband). During that semester me and Steven broke up a few times and each time I turned to Brady... I even found that I liked Brady but when I got back together with Steven those feeling just got pushed away. After a year and a half I felt like I was falling more for Brady and that me and Steven were turning into siblings. So here is where I am the bad guy in Melissa's story... I cheated on Steven and waited to tell him when me, him, Brady, and my mom were in Las Vegas for a convention. I was planning on telling him when we got home to reduce awkwardness on the trip but he read one little text from Brady which said "your perfume is driving me crazy" and it was all downhill with Steven and uphill for me and Brady. We got home from Vegas a couple days later and Steven got his stuff from my house and that was that, and me and Brady fell in love. He proposed to not even two months after this whole debacle and I have not regretted any of it. Not all relationships work out and sometimes we don't know that till we grow up. I grew a lot from my first boyfriend ever to now I don't think that makes me a bad person, forgive and forget. Me and Steven even consider each other friends to an extent, he even forgave Brady. So if anyone has a problem with anything I have done I already know that you do, so just let it be because we are no longer in high school.
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