I’ve been a serial monogamist for all of my young life and the past four years I’ve been on and off with someone very special to me. He has been with other people despite me expressing that I want a romantic monogamous relationship with him. He also would generally just push me away. Finally a year ago I got tired of being pushed away and decided to try calling it off. Which he agreed to and we parted ways as friends and working towards a distant distant future. Something I had never done before. I went to a party of my friends that night and decided I’d be as carefree as possible which didn’t mean much. I just went and took pictures. But then I saw a guy who I thought was cute and I recognized from meeting a year earlier but didn’t think about approaching. I took my slightly drunken bold self up to him and sparked conversation and he got my number. I felt too awkward to try and go home with him so I stayed in my entourage for the night. Later my friend had a hotel we moved to and their brother started hitting on me and I reciprocated. It was a beautiful and fun night and he charmed me, what can I say? I got excited. As time went on I started to talk to the guy I introduced myself to and we had a month and a half fling. After I decided to be with my ex again and I told him about the fling but never the hotel and brother. I feel like s*** about the fling and I feel lower than dirt for the brother. Especially because I gave him so much s*** about being with anyone else and honestly still do.
