He played games from the day I met him. It was a marriage that shouldn't have happened. I have deep regrets. But I've grown and learned valuable lessons.
After a few dates, when Randy said, "You seem like the type of girl I might want to marry" alarm bells went off. I wasn't into him that way. I was only with him because of his leech-like nature. He was a clinger. I was easy prey.
I sensed a disconnect, a misalignment in our wavelengths, but at that tender age, my understanding of the intricate dance of long-term relationships was in its infancy. While my spiritual heart whispered he was not for me, I wasn't effective at setting stronger boundaries. I'd lost connection with girlfriends so I latched onto him by default since I felt I had no other friend to spend time with.
Now I know, what he said to me that night in the car as he was dropping me off was a sign of his immaturity and part of his quest to get me to have sex with him. I wish I'd run.
