I want to say thank you to everyone who has been so supportive before I begin the part where everyone hates me.
Sat morning when she moved out, she started to take the two dog crates that the dogs she was taking slept in. I yelled at her that those were mine, which they were, and she could buy her own goddamn dog crates. So she left them. It took about 24 hours for me to not be mad any more, and offer them back to her. We planned for her to come get them tonight.
I texted her that I wanted to her to stay long enough to have dinner with me, and she said ok. Then I cooked a gourmet-caliber meal, the best food I've had in a long time. Some of it I grew myself. I dug a candle out of the pile of her stuff I had collected, and we had a candle-light dinner. When she walked in the door, before she saw the dinner, I hugged her and her hug back was like a jiu-jitsu hold. She never wanted to break up; she just wanted my attention. I told her it worked and she had it.
She stayed about four hours. We talked a lot. I told her I use anger as an attempt at communication. She told me that I had started to remind her of her ex-husband, which was part of why she left so abruptly. All my friends had moved away, my martial arts gym had closed, and I hardly ever went out any more. So I was pretty anti-social, which of course women hate.
I didn't tell her about seeing the other girl on Sat night, but on that night I spent a lot of time observing couples. The girl who invited me out also invited her best friend and her new guy. As I said before, she is amazingly beautiful. She had been living with a much older guy, but I never saw them out together. The new guy was her age, nice guy but just very normal, and he was along with her for the night. He didn't know a single person there, which was exactly the situation I would have complained about. But the social bargain for the guy is that he does whatever she wants while they are out...and then she does whatever he wants when they get home. That's what a good relationship is.
I was going through our stuff last night and found a few DVDs I had made of us having sex the first year we were together. She didn't gain 80 pounds, I exaggerated, it was closer to half that amount. That dvd was the best porno movie I have ever seen. All of the guys who don't understand why I can be so into a woman who is overweight, if you saw the video, I think most of you would say OH, OK, I get it now. I guess I have a screaming orgasm fetish.
By the way, I have fvcked plenty of skinny chicks, too. Most of them - not all but most - would just lay there during sex. If they made noise, it typically got on my nerves. I would be thinking, "I know you're cvmming, shut up about it." Or "Yes that IS my name." I like the idea of being able to make a woman lose all control, but a lot of them are just annoying when they do.
We stood on my deck and made out after dinner. She's on her period, or we probably would have fvcked. She feels like someone who has been alone for a while, happy to have someone be interested in her. I told her I want us to spend a lot less time together, but actually treat each other well in that time.
The place she moved into is a dump. The fence gate is bent, the dogs get out, and she has been leaving them in crates all day while she is at work. She has tried to fix the fence, but she has no mechanical skills and can't do it. She said before she left that I should come fix her fence. And she's right. I didn't tell her, but I am going to go look at it tomorrow.
All of her friends deleted me on facebook. Women have this "supportive hate" thing where they think hating their friend's ex is being a good friend. Her friends all did that, but none of her family did. I guess they know me better. I told her not to let any of her friends know that she was seeing me again.
So now I'm dating the woman who left me. If this were an in-person speech, I realize you would be throwing things at me by now.