My time

April of 2023, Matt and I met from our kids being the same age and grade. Paxton wanted his dad and I to meet. When I first met Matt I was in a position of independence and confidence in myself. 

Now, today, I sit here wondering what I could have done in a past life to deserve to be left behind by so many.

Matt had his oldest son come to my house and make sure I was coming to the crawfish boil his buddy was having down the street, he previously invited me to. (Back story, his friend was someone I had sexual relations with while he was still married, from what I know now) I wasn’t going to go knowing his friends wife was there and I didn’t want shit started.

We are all adults and we make decisions, whether good or bad. 

Once Paxton came down to my house, only two blocks away, I had to go see myself, did I really get the giddy feeling the other night when I met him? He was drunk, couldn’t walk drunk but he was funny. Something told me I had to get to know him more. So, I went to the party with a drink in one had and no fucks in the other. I had the attitude of “it’s my time, I deserve to have fun too” moment. 

At this time, Trey was currently living with his biological father in Brownwood, TX. His father showed up expecting help and I showed him the door, not doing that again. Tyler hadn’t changed much, how can he with his mother enabling. Tyler ended up a few hours from us and got a job and lived with a woman. 

This was manipulation from Tyler, he always had the perfect sweet talk to get his way. Anyways, I decided Trey needed to go live with him and see how “not easy” it was. This made Trey worse, not better when he returned to me. 

Anyways, Matt and I had so much in common, his soon-to-be ex-wife was a manipulative narcissistic cunt that only cared about herself. 

WOW, this sounds oddly familiar! Focus, bitch…

Back to the crawfish broil, Matt and I had hung out the entire time and I never laughed so much. I felt comfortable, safe, and excited just to be around him. 

We drank all day and into the evening when things got a little weird. 

Some how I end up in a truck with a guy named Chris pulling up to get Matt and go to my house.

Now, I’ve had some experiences, but I knew there were so much I didn’t experience but wanted to. I would say I’ve always been sexually active, but I wouldn’t say I have an addiction.