Oh yeah, karma ... As usual, too long and not very interesting ...

Had a bloke back in my younger years ... Told me all the usual stuff - loves me, wants to be with me forever, let's get married etc.
Once I fell for it, however, he turned into a complete bastard.

There were rumours of cheating, I lost my friends, was treated like crap, was told constantly that I should give up teaching 'coz it's a doss of a job, and I'd be crap at it, he broke every promise he ever made - but he always managed to talk his way out of it, and/or convince me that it was my fault.

After 5 years of not having the confidence to get rid of him (he'd convinced me nobody else would want me), he breaks up with me. Leaving me a shell of a person, who took years to become "myself" again.
Found out from a mate that he'd shacked-up with another bloke's fiancee. Two weeks after dumping me. Nice.

Less than a year later, they marry. He'd lost his friends, and alienated his family. But he was with someone he deemed Perfect For Him.
They built a house on the block of land that we had picked for our own house, and live happily ever after...

Or so I assumed, but two years later, I was talking to a friend of mine, who he'd poured his woes out to.
His missus had a baby, and got severe post-natal depression. She got fat (one reason he preferred her was that she was thinner than I). She stopped playing cricket (one of his criteria for the Perfect woman). She lost her job (she had a bit of money, he's a gold-digger).

He has to give up work and sport (he was obsessed with cricket, to the point that if the sport could make sweet love to him down by the fire, he'd date it) to look after her and the kid.

Last I heard, he's miserable, trying to cheat on her with all manner of skanks, has no mates, kinda skint, and obsessively asks my friends and mum about me whenever he sees them.
I'd say he deserved it.

I've done a lot better without him, have had a good life, done reasonably well with the teaching, have actually found out what good sex is, and have the confidence to give the arse to any bloke who acts like a turd...
Will karma bite me on the arse if I'm a little too smug about that?
(Celerydemon, Mon 25 Feb 2008, 13:23, 2 replies)

No biting for you
Sometimes by just being themselves, those lying, uselss oxgen thieves teach us just how wonderful we are, even though they don't mean to and it hurts like tight knickers on a long journey.
(Siouxfan I'm not staring at you, I am just short sighted, Mon 25 Feb 2008, 13:36, closed)

.
It's so nice when it dawns on you what an arse they are isn't it and that it was never your fault!
(cmouse is pondering about life in other jobs, Tue 26 Feb 2008, 15:00, closed)