My life is a soap opera.
Has your life ever been a soap opera?→
[More:]Guy at work, whom I've whined about before, we went on some beautiful, long lunchtime walks over the summer and fall. He really stepped up the attention this summer, and I thought this could finally be it. First guy I've had a real connection with in eight years. Had tons of great conversations over coffee in the break room. He constantly complimented my outfits and figure. He said more than once, "I'm smitten with you." Then one day in November, he says, guess what, I got married two weeks ago!
Then I did the math...our last walk was after he had gotten married.
And he didn't tell his co-workers until the same day he told me. Went on vacation for two days, didn't tell anyone where he was going. Was wearing a ring the day he told me, but co-workers swear they didn't see it until that day.
Now the problem is, he's still stalking me in the hallways and saying hello. Just yesterday he complimented my sweater. Am debating what to do: it's easy enough to tell him to knock it off, not so easy when you're still in love with the guy and he's the only one who gives you any attention. (Yes, I know he's an asshole. Stop telling me that. I've heard that a million times, and it's not helping.)
But that's not what makes this a soap opera! Also in November, my sister announces to Facebook that she's in a relationship with a woman. Not a problem in itself, except that all my relatives start shouting, "what is your crazy hippie sister up to now?!" (Which I generally agree with, actually; not a year goes by that she isn't experimenting with some type of lifestyle or philosophy.) So I spend Christmas day lying on my mother's couch, rumpling my dress, using every ounce of energy I have to not burst into sobs again, and at the same time trying to calm the relatives who are complaining about how my sister is acting exactly the way she's always been acting.
Have you ever had a soap opera period in your life? Tell me about it, keep my mind off my troubles.