Dating : The fuckening- a story of a cursed love life.

Dating : The fuckening- a story of a cursed love life.

Fuckening: When your day is going too well and you don’t trust it and some shit finally goes down. Well, here we go again. Oh sweet fuckening, you have surprised me once again. I saw this word yesterday and had a weird premonition that this was about to happen to me. It did.

The fuckening tale begins two months ago. My ex and I dated two years and we broke up from him cheating on me and being manipulative. We aren’t in contact and I’m a lot happier. I wasn’t looking for anything because I wanted to start rebuilding myself. Everythings going swell, I’m on that post relationship glow up starting my dream grad school education. I started becoming very close very quickly with this guy who I knew for months when I was in a relationship and he always had a crush on me. We have such a strong connection and admitted to really liking each other. My family on the other hand has been a wreck- my moms best friend died unexpectedly, my sister and her boyfriend broke up, and my sister and my dad saw someone get run over by a bus. All in the same weekend. I felt it deep in my bones that the fuckening awaits. The fuckening reaper is coming for me next. And yet again, as predicted, he showed up. The guy I’m close with called and said he was moving to a different state and wants to stay close friends. Because we have such a strong connection and are moving so fast right before he moves he is scared to continue anything romantic right now. Also I had just gotten out of a serious relationship and had previously told him I had a lot of things I wanted to deal with on my own. We were able to laugh about how its always been bad timing with us but we have such a strong connection it wouldn’t be right to throw away our friendship and are leaving the door open if something ends up being possible with us in the future.

I’ll be okay I’m just laughing at my life. I am cursed and fuckened.