It wasn’t until this summer that I brought up the topic of exes with my guy. I finally I worked up the courage to ask him about it, and now I wish I hadn’t. He told me about his ex: a crazy-skinny girl with gorgeous red hair and a KILLER wardrobe. Oh, and she’s Italian, not Jersey Shore Italian, but accent-wielding, born and raised in Milano, Italian. And so my obsession began.
I checked out all her photos online (okay, maybe even her best friends’ photos), and I might have Googled her. But it wasn’t until I looked up how much her new Gucci purse cost that I thought something was wrong. Why was I driving myself crazy about a girl who didn’t even wish my boyfriend happy birthday on Facebook? (Yes, I checked).
I told my best friend, “She’s beautiful, tall, and Italian!” to which my friend quickly replied, “Well, you’re beautiful, tall, and Italian . . . and he travels all the way to New York to see you.” I realized that my friend was right, except I was of the Jersey Shore Italian rather than the Milano kind. I’d spent a whole freaking week worrying about this girl, and the whole time I was forgetting that my boyfriend flew across the world to see me. Why did I even think he still liked her?
From that moment on, I stopped worrying about the ex. She is totally a part of my guy’s past, but I shouldn’t compare myself to a girl he broke up with! When I think of all the time I wasted stalking her, her friends, and even her fancy purchases, I get kind of mad at myself. I mean–I could have spent all that time video chatting with him instead!
Have you ever felt this insecure about your guy’s ex? Do you ever compare yourself to her? Tell me in the comments!