unhingedstepmom

[unhingedstepmom]

Episode 1: Perfect Combination

I met this man at a mutual friend's house to watch the game. We instatly hit it off talking about anime like others weren't watching a basketball game right next to us. It was a connection at first conversation, and I felt comfortable (not easy for a 24 year old with 1 solid friend). He didn't ask for my number, but something about him made me feel like I needed more. I don't use a lot of social media, but I downloaded all the bullshit and searched him up in many different ways. I finally found him through a different mutual friend (we'll get into this bitch later) and I was finally able to contact him. I immediately noticed that he had a son. My world was crushed. My thoughts went as follows: 1. Oh, this is why he didn't ask for my number. He is taken. 2. That's some of the most disappointing shit I've heard in a while, and im waiting for my ex of 6 years to move out of my house currently. 3. Fuck that bitch. I want him and she won't treat him the way I can. Once i made it to thought #3, i was ready to push forward.

📺TV TIME OUT📺

I bet you're wondering, why not ask the first mutual friend for his number... welp! We will get into that lady later as well. (See why I don't have friends? 🤣)

Anyways, I hit him up via FB and I say something along the lines of...

"Hey! You should watch Spy Family! It's a new anime. Pretty good!" (See how I avoided the real reason I was there)

Little did I know I was conversing with the male version of myself, so he responds in a way that forces me to have to actually be vulnerable because he wasn't about to be. 🙄🔫 Therefore, the convo ended like this:

Him: "Well, let me know if you need me or my number."

(🙄 Are you fr? You know why tf I am here. I want that damn number!!! Later down the road, he claims he did not know... Lies! 🤥)

*I ponder my next decision*

Me: "Well, what if I don't need it, but I want it?" (😉 ok, ok good job... that's a technical hypothetical.)

Him: ***-***-****

Me: Mentally freaking out cause I fucking did that shit.

We continued texting that day. All day. Straight up until our eyes couldn't stay open. I learned about him, his son, his aspirations, and much more. The more I learned about him, the more I learned about myself. The true me that I never shared with anyone. I realized that if we were not the perfect combination, then I'd never find one. You would think a connection so bright would dance gracefully onward. Well, we danced, but when you got a bunch of delusional bitches shuffling in and out, you can't seem to make things as cohesive as you want... to be continued

Find out in Episode 2: Jealous Much? about our first "date" and how mutual friend number 2 got onto bitch list territory.