Yesterday, I went to the eye doctor with my dad to help him pick out glasses. The lady who was measuring his face and processing his order for the frames mentioned that it was her first day back from maternity leave. Someone asked her if this was her only child, and she responded with "My baby daddy has other children." I noticed she wasn't wearing a ring. She didn't refer to him as her boyfriend or fiance or husband, but as "my baby daddy."
Gina is my
super-slut cousin. Some history with her. She dated this guy named Lane all throughout high school. Her friends tried to get her to date other guys, she refused. She was in love. They got married shortly after they graduated. Soon after that, she got pregnant and they had a daughter. About a year later, she started working as a nurse's assistant at a doctor's office two towns over. She started sleeping with a man who was 20 years old than her and had THREE children. She left her husband, told him she didn't love him anymore, and had found somebody else. He tried to change, to work on their marriage, etc. She refused and told him that she hated him, never should have married him. I still see him around, he's remained heartbroken for the past 15 years and has not dated or re-married. He still loves her. So, while I would typically side with her on the whole "never say never" thing, I was majorly offended by her comment.
To me, it felt like she implying that I (or my husband) would cheat. So, screw you Gina, and you you can read what I commented beneath her snarky little comment on my status. I was a little annoyed, but I went to bed thinking.. Well, that's the end of that.
I wake up this morning and see a comment from a dear friend of mine I used to wait tables with, who is going through some really difficult health problems, has three children, her husband has left her, & they are legally separated. This was her comment: