Wednesday, May 27, 2009

It's not a tumour...

I have a very active imagination, which is fine when having naughty alone time in your bedroom and the Internet is down. Not so fine when you get a little snippet of information about your ex and you jump to the conclusion that he was cheating on you....

So I got an email this morning from "the nice guy who doesn't want a relationship" with the subject "Brisbane is a small town". We email quite regularly and looks like we are becoming mates which is all good really. Anyway, he basically told me that based on our previous conversations he thinks he may have hooked up with my ex (The Man) and was feeling bad about it, and didn't want to hide it from me.

At first I had a bit of a laugh. The gay scene in Brisbane is incredibly small and everyone has slept with every one's ex. Or so I've been told. It's the only gay community I know, so I have nothing to compare it to. So it's not unexpected to learn your ex's may hook up sometime, or even start going out together. He had no reason to feel bad about it at all.

But when I re-read his email, it sounded like they had hooked up about 2 weeks before I had done the deed and dumped him over the phone. And this is where my imagination went into over drive.

I spent the next 2 hours waiting for the nice guy to respond with some more details about the supposed event, and just about went crazy trying to work out the possibilities. Things like "On this Friday night he didn't want to see me, so that must have been the night they hooked up. But what if it was more than once? What if it was every time he went out drinking without me? What he if was shagging his housemate as well?" and so on and so on.

So my neurosis continued to build and build and build until the nice guy came saying the guy he hooked up with was about 5 foot 10, and 25.

My ex is 6 foot 4 and 40.

Morale of the story... a headache may just be a headache, it's not always a tumour.


The Mutant said...

I have officially stopped listening to "gravevine" stories about people. One ex of mine told me all about how he got an email advising him of all the bad things I'd been doing behind his back, except it wasn't me - I was with him at the time, oh how we laughed. I've also let a 'friend of a friend' convince me a boyfriend was cheating on me which caused all manner of heartache until I realised it was all crap.

See, there's a valuable lesson in this for all of us. I'm fucked if I know what it is though.

Ben said...

The lesson is I need to stop over reacting to everything.

It would have been a very strange pairing if they actually did do the deed.

vag_of_madge said...

I've had one nasty person call my husband 2 times this year and spread slander about the slutty things I've allegedly been doing when he's been out of town, which was infuriating - and also a little alarming, knowing there's a bitter little gay goblin out there with a thing against me or us and access to his mobile number.

Luckily he's more level-headed and trusts me, otherwise that's the sort of shit that could disturb a good relationship.