The Redneck with Trust Issues.
****DISCLAIMER, DON'T EVER DATE SOMEONE OFF OF CRAIGSLIST****
First off let me make some excuses for my horrible, aweful, wonderfully bad decision making skills with this first guy... Being with my ex for 4 years and constantly having someone in bed with me each night left me very lonely and completely broke. SO I figured I would look up people on craigslist and see what I found, hence where this Hot Country Boy came into play...
Me and Country Boy talked over messanger for awhile until we exchanged numbers. When we finally started texting back and forth it wasn't long until he started asking me for risque photos of myself, which having "daddy issues" I so willingly obliged desperatly wanting the attention from a man. A week or so later we decided to go out to our local country bar (Country Boy lives 2 1/2 hours away from me). So that day I rounded up my girlfriends and told them that we should all go out the bar. This conversation started at about 3:00pm around 7:00pm I hadn't heard from Country Boy, he didn't respond to my text or calls so my best friend decides she's going to call him. He answers and sounds beligerantly drunk and says he is in Lacey (which is about an hour away from the bar where we were planning on meeting) and he goes on to tell her that he wasn't sure whether or not him and his friend were going to even go to the bar. I got a text from him around 10:00pm telling me he was at the bar and I should head out... which I decided to play along and say I was heading out there, about an hour later I told him I was at the bar... in which he didn't respond. So whether or not he was at that bar that night or not I have no idea.
This should have been a HUGE red flag and I should have never talked to him again... but being the desperate single mom that I was I decided to text him the next day and see what happened, in which I got a huge long story about how his phone got stolen and that he was really sorry.... blah blah blah. So a week or so later my friends and I decide to go to the same bar, in which he shows up. I fell in love immediately, he was everything I never knew I wanted in a man. We hung out for awhile and me and my friends left, he ended up sleeping in his truck in the bar parking lot that night while his "best friend" hooked up with some random girl.
I talked to him a couple days later in which we decided he would come and stay at a hotel and I would spend the night with him since he was going to go to church with me the next morning and to Seattle with my best friend and her boyfriend the next day. Being the naive desperate little girl that I was I ended up paying for his hotel room and we ended up sleeping together (which I of course lied to all my friends and family about, which they weren't too happy about later on that I had done that, and lied about it) I had never had such great sex in my life, this man was all I ever wanted, Strong country boy with an amazing recovery time in the sac :).
We went to church the next morning and I was head over heals. After spending all day together I decided I would head out to his house (2 1/2 hours away) and spend the night there. And yes during all of this I pawned my child off on other people only being concerned about myself, I know horrible Right? So anyway I decide to drive out to his place, in which we sleep together 4 more times. I had to work the next morning and had to leave his place at 4:00am to drive into work, I stayed the next night as well. The next two weekends I drove out to see him... and that's where all hell broke loose and I saw a very different side to Country Boy that I was so confused and definately not fond of.
Horrible Weekend 1:
Friday - 12:00pm. Country Boy and I had been texting in which he told me I should come out if I could, I told him I would see what I can do and see if I could get a sitter... So I of course found someone to watch my son and when I got off work at 3:30pm I headed out, texting and calling him the whole time with no response between him, yet continued to let my wheels hit the pavement with my foot on the gas eager to see this man of my dreams. I show up to his house around 5:15pm in which I finally text him and told him I was there. He calls me and asks...
"what the hell are you doing in my town"
"you told me I should come out if I could so I did"
"well I am not home"
"....obviously I can see that, where are you"
"I am getting a tattoo done 1 1/2hrs away"
"ooook... so when are you planning on coming back"
"Don't know my buddies and I might go out the bar afterwards"
_______no invite to me________
"Ok well I will just hang out here until you get done, I am fine I will just wait in my car, no big deal I had no plans anyway"
"No Sugar (which he always called me, this term of endearment made me fall in love with him no matter how he treated me), go inside and make yourself comfortable, Oh and will you take the dogs out to go to the bathroom and feed them"
"Sure hun no problem, have fun don't worry about me"
So there I was 2 1/2hrs away from home in some guys house I had only met a couple times feeling totally at home and madly in love being proud of myself for being the "cool understanding type of girl" allowing my new infatuation to have fun with his friends!
5 lonely hours later I get a text from him telling me to come out to the bar they were at... which was 1 1/2hrs away from where I was back towards my hometown... I told him no that even if I went out there I couldn't drink since I would have to drive back to his house and they probably wouldn't be staying much longer anyways so it was pointless. An hour later I fell asleep in his bed, ready and waiting for him to wake me up with a midnight rendevous.
3:00am phone call from Country boy
"Hello?"
"Hey sugar I am gonna sleep in my truck tonight, it won't start and I have been drinking"
"WHAT? what time is it?"
"It's 3:00"
"Well am I gonna have to come pick you up tomorrow if you can't get your truck fixed"
"Ya probably, unless I can get one of my buddies to do it"
"No babe I will come get you now since I am just gonna have to drive out there tomorrow anyway"
"No sugar it's ok just go back to bed"
"No no hun I am up now and I will just worry about you until you come home anyway, what's the name of the bar your at I will google it and come pick you up"
So he told me the name and place of the bar and off I went at 3:00am to go pick up my wonderfully drunk gentleman...
After driving around for an extra half hour I finally found him, he crawled in my passanger seat, pulled the recliner lever and went in and out of conciousness, all the while I am trying not to fall asleep at the wheel. We finally get back to his place and crawl into bed, at which point he tries to get me to have sex with him... Ya 5 hours ago I woulda been all for it, but at this point it was 5:00am and I was EXHAUSTED and starting to get pretty irritated, but of course still feeling proud of myself that I was proving to this guy how great I could be.
8:00am - I get up and start making breakfast consisting of eggs, sausage, hashbrowns, and toast...
"Hey hunny, time to get up I made breakfast"
"Seriously? I just want to sleep leave me alone"
"But hun it's gonna get cold, you need to eat please get up"
"ughhhhhhhh"
"Ok well I am starving so come upstairs when your up"
Half hour later when the food is hard and cold he finally crawls his country boy ass out of bed and eats, never saying thank you for picking his drunken self up a few hours earlier or making him breakfast.
After Breakfast he decides to take a shower and tells me we need to go pick up his truck. So off we go to go work on his truck, which is where the picture above is from... after a grueling 2hrs of him working on his truck he finally gets it running... Here's where it get's EVEN worse...
"Sugar I gotta go pick up my friend in _______"
"Well where's that?"
"It's about an hour away"
"an hour closer to your house or further"
"See those mountains over there?(pointing the complete opposite direction from his house) It's right below those"
"ummmmm.... ok, well do you want me to go with you?"
"No it's ok I don't think it'd be very comfortable to have the 3 of us plus annie (his dog) in the cab of my truck"
"Ok well do you want me to take annie home?"
"No it's ok I like to have her with me"
"Ok well I guess I will just head back home then" (meaning his home not mine)
"Ok well thanks for everything"
"Ya I will see you later, call me when your heading back"
Sooo once again I am stuck alone, driving back to his place when I see some gorgeous photo opportunities and pull over taking my time heading back to his place. I end up stopping at this beautiful beach and take some pics, including one of me infront of the water which I send to him saying "this place is really beautiful I could totally live here" I know right? Way to scare a guy off!!
A few minutes after my text finally goes through I get a call from him.
"Hey sugar whatchya doin?"
"I am just hangin out on the beach waitin for you"
"Oh well... My buddy wants to have a BBQ tonight"
"At your place or out there?"
"Out here..."
"Ok?"
"So I am not coming home tonight"
"So what do you expect me to do"
"Well you can just go home"
"Are you freakin serious (I started to lose it here)"
"Ya, Just Go HOME"
"If I go home you'll never hear from me again"
"Fine with me (click)"
I was in complete and udder shock. I called my mom bawling my eyes out and headed back to his place to get my stuff and leave. Smoking about half a pack of cigarettes on the way home and truly heartbroken.
I of course didn't drop it at that. I continued to text him and wanting to see him. Sooooo The next weekend I hawled my stupid ass back on up there.
When I got there he had 2 guy friends over, and we just sat there drinking and watching horrible T.V. Finally I looked at him and told him I was getting tired and wanted to go to bed. So off to bed we went, where of course we slept together a few times (not lying this guy was everything a girl like me coulda asked for in the sac, absolutely phenominal). The next morning we woke up and he decided he wanted to go truck shopping (oh since that week he had crashed his good 'ol faithful Ford into a ditch and totalled it)! So with Annie (his amazingly adorable puppy who made me fall for him even more) in the back seat of his rental car we headed off to go truck shopping, for 2 hours... Annie ended up chewing up one of the seatbelts in the rental which put him in a horribly aweful mood and after not finding the very specific truck he wanted (A dodge cummins diesel which HAD to be manual) So southern but no one had one in WA state! So at the end of all our truck shopping he was pretty irritated and decided to take annie back home so he could go vacuum out the rental.
We take annie back and get in the rental to go to a gas station to vacuum out the car...
1st mistake according to him-
As we were pulling through a gas station (which he soon realized he needed change for) This older black man waved at me, So being raised to be polite I of course waved back. Well his southern racist ass didn't like that so much and he flipped out on me... even though one of his best buddies is black apparently that wasn't ok in his eyes.
2nd mistake according to him-
He pulled up to a smoke shop/convenience store handed me a $20 and said...
"Go get change for this, buy a pack of gum or something i dont care just get change"
"You know I am really getting sick and tired of doing things for you"
"good"
"good"
So I get out slam the car door and go in to get change. I ask the old asian man for change for a $20, in which he says he doesn't have enough ones for that. So I ask if I can buy a pack of gum or something and get change for that, He continues to tell me he doesn't have enough change... So I head back to the car $20 still in hand.
"They didn't have change for a $20!"
"Well what the hell? All you have to do is by an EFFING pack of gum"
"Don't Effing Yell at me, I asked if I could buy a pack of gum and he still said he didn't have change for it"
_________Silence_________
He drives back to his house.
"I have change in the house if you want it"
"Don't bother, you can go home now"
"What?"
"Pack your shit I don't want you here anymore"
"Are you freaking kidding me what the hell is wrong with you?"
He procedes to walk out the door and get in the car, saying I better be gone in 10min or he's calling the cops.
With my jaw to the floor I packed up my stuff (again) and went into the kitchen to get my liquor I had brought the night before, when I turned around he was standing in the corner with his arms crossed just looking at me...
With all my stuff put together...
"Why are you doing this"
"Just leave"
"All I have done is been nice to you and tried taking care of you, why are you doing this?"
"I DON"T LIKE YOU JUST LEAVE"
________My bleeding heart quickly shatters__________
Another half pack of cigarettes later I was back home and totally distraught.
I wrote off Country Boy after that and moved on to actually subscribing to an online dating site.
I heard from him a few months later explaining that he was really sorry and he thought that him and I should sit down and talk... I told him we could talk but I wasn't sure if anything would change, Being in the military the day he was suppose to come and see me he ended up having to go to Maryland for awhile and wasn't sure when he would be coming back... I didn't hear back from him until another month later when I finally text him and told him how much I really hated him, he asked who I was (true player right there). He proceded to tell me about his new girlfriend and asked me for advice... I had a heart for this man since he truly had a hard childhood, his mom died when he was really little, his grandma raised him and died the same year his wife divorced him... she was his highschool sweetheart hence his trust issues.
After a few weeks here and there of him talking to me about his issues, me talking to him about mine he decides he wants to fly me out to Maryland to come visit for a weekend. All the while telling me how he doesn't want to screw things up with his new girlfriend. I am not that stupid so I said no. And then when I start finding more and more about this new girl he is with I ask why he is with her and how she totally doesn't seem his type, he says he doesn't know and that he's not sure if he is going to stay with her... A few days later he tells me that his new girlfriend is pregnant and he had known since before he asked me to fly out to see him for a very expensive "booty call" I told him he seriously needs to get his shit together and stop talking to me if he wants to "not screw things up with her.''
So even though I think of Country boy a lot, I know he seriously has some issues and I am very glad our relationship didn't go any further. Yet he has set the bar for every other guy in my life with his physical features, country style, and amazing recovery time in the sac :)
Me and Country Boy talked over messanger for awhile until we exchanged numbers. When we finally started texting back and forth it wasn't long until he started asking me for risque photos of myself, which having "daddy issues" I so willingly obliged desperatly wanting the attention from a man. A week or so later we decided to go out to our local country bar (Country Boy lives 2 1/2 hours away from me). So that day I rounded up my girlfriends and told them that we should all go out the bar. This conversation started at about 3:00pm around 7:00pm I hadn't heard from Country Boy, he didn't respond to my text or calls so my best friend decides she's going to call him. He answers and sounds beligerantly drunk and says he is in Lacey (which is about an hour away from the bar where we were planning on meeting) and he goes on to tell her that he wasn't sure whether or not him and his friend were going to even go to the bar. I got a text from him around 10:00pm telling me he was at the bar and I should head out... which I decided to play along and say I was heading out there, about an hour later I told him I was at the bar... in which he didn't respond. So whether or not he was at that bar that night or not I have no idea.
This should have been a HUGE red flag and I should have never talked to him again... but being the desperate single mom that I was I decided to text him the next day and see what happened, in which I got a huge long story about how his phone got stolen and that he was really sorry.... blah blah blah. So a week or so later my friends and I decide to go to the same bar, in which he shows up. I fell in love immediately, he was everything I never knew I wanted in a man. We hung out for awhile and me and my friends left, he ended up sleeping in his truck in the bar parking lot that night while his "best friend" hooked up with some random girl.
I talked to him a couple days later in which we decided he would come and stay at a hotel and I would spend the night with him since he was going to go to church with me the next morning and to Seattle with my best friend and her boyfriend the next day. Being the naive desperate little girl that I was I ended up paying for his hotel room and we ended up sleeping together (which I of course lied to all my friends and family about, which they weren't too happy about later on that I had done that, and lied about it) I had never had such great sex in my life, this man was all I ever wanted, Strong country boy with an amazing recovery time in the sac :).
We went to church the next morning and I was head over heals. After spending all day together I decided I would head out to his house (2 1/2 hours away) and spend the night there. And yes during all of this I pawned my child off on other people only being concerned about myself, I know horrible Right? So anyway I decide to drive out to his place, in which we sleep together 4 more times. I had to work the next morning and had to leave his place at 4:00am to drive into work, I stayed the next night as well. The next two weekends I drove out to see him... and that's where all hell broke loose and I saw a very different side to Country Boy that I was so confused and definately not fond of.
Horrible Weekend 1:
Friday - 12:00pm. Country Boy and I had been texting in which he told me I should come out if I could, I told him I would see what I can do and see if I could get a sitter... So I of course found someone to watch my son and when I got off work at 3:30pm I headed out, texting and calling him the whole time with no response between him, yet continued to let my wheels hit the pavement with my foot on the gas eager to see this man of my dreams. I show up to his house around 5:15pm in which I finally text him and told him I was there. He calls me and asks...
"what the hell are you doing in my town"
"you told me I should come out if I could so I did"
"well I am not home"
"....obviously I can see that, where are you"
"I am getting a tattoo done 1 1/2hrs away"
"ooook... so when are you planning on coming back"
"Don't know my buddies and I might go out the bar afterwards"
_______no invite to me________
"Ok well I will just hang out here until you get done, I am fine I will just wait in my car, no big deal I had no plans anyway"
"No Sugar (which he always called me, this term of endearment made me fall in love with him no matter how he treated me), go inside and make yourself comfortable, Oh and will you take the dogs out to go to the bathroom and feed them"
"Sure hun no problem, have fun don't worry about me"
So there I was 2 1/2hrs away from home in some guys house I had only met a couple times feeling totally at home and madly in love being proud of myself for being the "cool understanding type of girl" allowing my new infatuation to have fun with his friends!
5 lonely hours later I get a text from him telling me to come out to the bar they were at... which was 1 1/2hrs away from where I was back towards my hometown... I told him no that even if I went out there I couldn't drink since I would have to drive back to his house and they probably wouldn't be staying much longer anyways so it was pointless. An hour later I fell asleep in his bed, ready and waiting for him to wake me up with a midnight rendevous.
3:00am phone call from Country boy
"Hello?"
"Hey sugar I am gonna sleep in my truck tonight, it won't start and I have been drinking"
"WHAT? what time is it?"
"It's 3:00"
"Well am I gonna have to come pick you up tomorrow if you can't get your truck fixed"
"Ya probably, unless I can get one of my buddies to do it"
"No babe I will come get you now since I am just gonna have to drive out there tomorrow anyway"
"No sugar it's ok just go back to bed"
"No no hun I am up now and I will just worry about you until you come home anyway, what's the name of the bar your at I will google it and come pick you up"
So he told me the name and place of the bar and off I went at 3:00am to go pick up my wonderfully drunk gentleman...
After driving around for an extra half hour I finally found him, he crawled in my passanger seat, pulled the recliner lever and went in and out of conciousness, all the while I am trying not to fall asleep at the wheel. We finally get back to his place and crawl into bed, at which point he tries to get me to have sex with him... Ya 5 hours ago I woulda been all for it, but at this point it was 5:00am and I was EXHAUSTED and starting to get pretty irritated, but of course still feeling proud of myself that I was proving to this guy how great I could be.
8:00am - I get up and start making breakfast consisting of eggs, sausage, hashbrowns, and toast...
"Hey hunny, time to get up I made breakfast"
"Seriously? I just want to sleep leave me alone"
"But hun it's gonna get cold, you need to eat please get up"
"ughhhhhhhh"
"Ok well I am starving so come upstairs when your up"
Half hour later when the food is hard and cold he finally crawls his country boy ass out of bed and eats, never saying thank you for picking his drunken self up a few hours earlier or making him breakfast.
After Breakfast he decides to take a shower and tells me we need to go pick up his truck. So off we go to go work on his truck, which is where the picture above is from... after a grueling 2hrs of him working on his truck he finally gets it running... Here's where it get's EVEN worse...
"Sugar I gotta go pick up my friend in _______"
"Well where's that?"
"It's about an hour away"
"an hour closer to your house or further"
"See those mountains over there?(pointing the complete opposite direction from his house) It's right below those"
"ummmmm.... ok, well do you want me to go with you?"
"No it's ok I don't think it'd be very comfortable to have the 3 of us plus annie (his dog) in the cab of my truck"
"Ok well do you want me to take annie home?"
"No it's ok I like to have her with me"
"Ok well I guess I will just head back home then" (meaning his home not mine)
"Ok well thanks for everything"
"Ya I will see you later, call me when your heading back"
Sooo once again I am stuck alone, driving back to his place when I see some gorgeous photo opportunities and pull over taking my time heading back to his place. I end up stopping at this beautiful beach and take some pics, including one of me infront of the water which I send to him saying "this place is really beautiful I could totally live here" I know right? Way to scare a guy off!!
A few minutes after my text finally goes through I get a call from him.
"Hey sugar whatchya doin?"
"I am just hangin out on the beach waitin for you"
"Oh well... My buddy wants to have a BBQ tonight"
"At your place or out there?"
"Out here..."
"Ok?"
"So I am not coming home tonight"
"So what do you expect me to do"
"Well you can just go home"
"Are you freakin serious (I started to lose it here)"
"Ya, Just Go HOME"
"If I go home you'll never hear from me again"
"Fine with me (click)"
I was in complete and udder shock. I called my mom bawling my eyes out and headed back to his place to get my stuff and leave. Smoking about half a pack of cigarettes on the way home and truly heartbroken.
I of course didn't drop it at that. I continued to text him and wanting to see him. Sooooo The next weekend I hawled my stupid ass back on up there.
When I got there he had 2 guy friends over, and we just sat there drinking and watching horrible T.V. Finally I looked at him and told him I was getting tired and wanted to go to bed. So off to bed we went, where of course we slept together a few times (not lying this guy was everything a girl like me coulda asked for in the sac, absolutely phenominal). The next morning we woke up and he decided he wanted to go truck shopping (oh since that week he had crashed his good 'ol faithful Ford into a ditch and totalled it)! So with Annie (his amazingly adorable puppy who made me fall for him even more) in the back seat of his rental car we headed off to go truck shopping, for 2 hours... Annie ended up chewing up one of the seatbelts in the rental which put him in a horribly aweful mood and after not finding the very specific truck he wanted (A dodge cummins diesel which HAD to be manual) So southern but no one had one in WA state! So at the end of all our truck shopping he was pretty irritated and decided to take annie back home so he could go vacuum out the rental.
We take annie back and get in the rental to go to a gas station to vacuum out the car...
1st mistake according to him-
As we were pulling through a gas station (which he soon realized he needed change for) This older black man waved at me, So being raised to be polite I of course waved back. Well his southern racist ass didn't like that so much and he flipped out on me... even though one of his best buddies is black apparently that wasn't ok in his eyes.
2nd mistake according to him-
He pulled up to a smoke shop/convenience store handed me a $20 and said...
"Go get change for this, buy a pack of gum or something i dont care just get change"
"You know I am really getting sick and tired of doing things for you"
"good"
"good"
So I get out slam the car door and go in to get change. I ask the old asian man for change for a $20, in which he says he doesn't have enough ones for that. So I ask if I can buy a pack of gum or something and get change for that, He continues to tell me he doesn't have enough change... So I head back to the car $20 still in hand.
"They didn't have change for a $20!"
"Well what the hell? All you have to do is by an EFFING pack of gum"
"Don't Effing Yell at me, I asked if I could buy a pack of gum and he still said he didn't have change for it"
_________Silence_________
He drives back to his house.
"I have change in the house if you want it"
"Don't bother, you can go home now"
"What?"
"Pack your shit I don't want you here anymore"
"Are you freaking kidding me what the hell is wrong with you?"
He procedes to walk out the door and get in the car, saying I better be gone in 10min or he's calling the cops.
With my jaw to the floor I packed up my stuff (again) and went into the kitchen to get my liquor I had brought the night before, when I turned around he was standing in the corner with his arms crossed just looking at me...
With all my stuff put together...
"Why are you doing this"
"Just leave"
"All I have done is been nice to you and tried taking care of you, why are you doing this?"
"I DON"T LIKE YOU JUST LEAVE"
________My bleeding heart quickly shatters__________
Another half pack of cigarettes later I was back home and totally distraught.
I wrote off Country Boy after that and moved on to actually subscribing to an online dating site.
I heard from him a few months later explaining that he was really sorry and he thought that him and I should sit down and talk... I told him we could talk but I wasn't sure if anything would change, Being in the military the day he was suppose to come and see me he ended up having to go to Maryland for awhile and wasn't sure when he would be coming back... I didn't hear back from him until another month later when I finally text him and told him how much I really hated him, he asked who I was (true player right there). He proceded to tell me about his new girlfriend and asked me for advice... I had a heart for this man since he truly had a hard childhood, his mom died when he was really little, his grandma raised him and died the same year his wife divorced him... she was his highschool sweetheart hence his trust issues.
After a few weeks here and there of him talking to me about his issues, me talking to him about mine he decides he wants to fly me out to Maryland to come visit for a weekend. All the while telling me how he doesn't want to screw things up with his new girlfriend. I am not that stupid so I said no. And then when I start finding more and more about this new girl he is with I ask why he is with her and how she totally doesn't seem his type, he says he doesn't know and that he's not sure if he is going to stay with her... A few days later he tells me that his new girlfriend is pregnant and he had known since before he asked me to fly out to see him for a very expensive "booty call" I told him he seriously needs to get his shit together and stop talking to me if he wants to "not screw things up with her.''
So even though I think of Country boy a lot, I know he seriously has some issues and I am very glad our relationship didn't go any further. Yet he has set the bar for every other guy in my life with his physical features, country style, and amazing recovery time in the sac :)
