Wow. So this weekend was an eye-opening experience for me. I went to my best friend's graduation from nursing school in San Antonio, which also served as a mini-reunion with my college friends.
What I experienced in as few words as possible was an overwhelming sensation that I broke up with my ex over some misinformation. It's like that old saying, there are three versions of a story: yours, mine and the truth. In this case it was his, hers and the truth. The latter being something I may never know but I currently find myself asking: Could he really have been telling the truth about a previous fling (that started long before we got together) being over and the female in question fabricated her story to make herself sound more desirable???
Unfortunately, I believe the answer to that question is yes. I'm only half-relieved by the fact there were other incidents or issues we couldn't resolve that helped dissolve the relationship.
Even still, there's that nagging voice in my head that keeps saying "what would have happened if I didn't break up with him in April?" Would I be joining the ranks of other blushing fiances planning their dream weddings. It's highly doubtful, but in lieu of recent life events, the ex and I are beginning to strengthen our friendship and I'm glad this little bit of insight to his character has surfaced so that I can have better hopes for the future.
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