Recently I
met our trainer for dialysis, the person who will be coming to our house
each day for 3 weeks to train both my stepdad and I on how to run the lines
and things like that. Slight issue… I know him.
The real
issue…. I dated him… can’t remember if I slept with him, but, it's a possibility. But yeah, I definitely dated him
and I’m pretty sure I did a disappearing act on him. From what I remember he
was really clingy, and I found it super off putting, as you would, so.... I stopped replying to him.... with no explanation.
I was kind
of hoping he didn’t remember me, but the fact he wished me happy birthday on
Facebook leads me to believe otherwise. I swear if the ghosts weren’t bad
enough, now I have a zombie on my hands. I can’t catch a break. Although, even I’ll admit
this kind of funny. In a if I didn’t laugh, I’d cry kind of way.
Wish me
luck, I may need it. I’d leave you with a question of the blog, but the only
one I can think of is; Does anyone know any good hiding spots? Stay safe my
dears… and be careful whom you date.
Love,
The Honest
Bitch
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