Let's get ready for bed while I tell you guys about the time I went out with a man who actually literally hated me. And I will say that the term going out is spectacularly generous. This was more of a weird situationship. Now, first of all, I was a huge secret. Secret, secret Jordan. Nobody was allowed to know about Jordan. That should be my first red flag. But little me with no self-esteem was like, it's just such a cool thing that he doesn't want anybody to know, he can't handle it. So anyway, that being said, no photos. There were no photos allowed. And when I tell you I legitimately think that this person, like, actually hated me with his entire heart, I actually think that he hated me with his entire heart. And these are just a few examples of things that he did that I was like, oh yeah, whatever. But in retrospect, I'm like, what am I doing? I had no self-esteem. I just stayed. So anyway, there was one time we were all like sitting in a little group and then somebody was like, hey, like, can you say one nice thing about Jordan? And he was like, mean, like angry, like fuming. And I was like, whoa, dog, like it's all good. And they were like, come on, one nice thing. And I was like, I literally could not think of one nice thing to say about me. He couldn't even lie. He couldn't even lie about it. Another thing he did was we were at a party one time and we were like in the backyard and me and like one of his friends just like, I don't even know what. And he came over to me, he pushed me down, he dragged me across the grass, like through all these beer cans and empty beer cans at me. Are you kidding me? Like, I literally when I told the story the next day to my friend, I go, oh my god, it was so funny last night, blah, blah, blah, he did XYZ and he was like throwing beer cans at me. And my friend was like, Jordan, like, you need to tell somebody about that. Like, that's actually like really, really toxic. He would like call me and tell me about other girls that he was hanging out with. And I was like, okay, like, why are you telling me this? And then he also, like, didn't want to hang out with me. Like he wouldn't invite me out. Like it was only if I was like, flavor of the night, you know what I mean? Like if I was like, he decided to give two attentions that day. So this other night, I like went over there, like literally just to like, think I popped by. He like saw that I was there and he texts me, LOL, you're at Jordan's. Not his name, making me laugh. Hey, well, you didn't invite me out. So I'm gonna go do something else. But now you're mad about it? You're mad about it? Honestly, the more I look back at this situation, this person, like, actually hated me. He also sold my best friend. My best friend. My best friend didn't know that anything was going on between me and him. So like, I didn't get mad at my best friend. I didn't find out until way later. Like way later. But bro, are you kidding me? Like, what? Why are you telling me this? And also, why are you seeing 90 people at once? Like, I don't know, like three, two, three. He goes, yeah, but like, how many individual earrings? Man is pressing me about the number of earrings. He wants the quantity down to a tea, okay? And I go, I don't know, like three, two, three. He goes, yeah, but like, how many individual earrings? I'm so over. I'm so over. I've been sober for one or two. So like, my entire dating history is just a sober disaster. So anyway, that's how I went out with a man who hated me and did not date. Hung out with hung out with a guy who absolutely hated my guts. And the worst part about all this, I'm sober. I'm sober. I've been sober for all of my relationships and situationships. So like, my entire dating history is just a sober disaster. So.
