I promised I would return to the issue of digging in the bin, and the merits of doing this.
Many of the discarded men have attempted to get back into my life. One of my good friends thinks that I am on a path to self destruction as I am talking to people that I decided were no good for me.
The current contents of the bin that are hoping to be reused are, in no particular order:
- “The One from my Ends” aka “Trouble” with a capital T. Even during my relationship he was a constant presence. Some would say like a bad smell. I was convinced we had got into the friend zone but I was mistaken. I have thought long and hard about why it didn’t work out between the two of us the first time around, and I realised that despite the obvious sizzle/ chemistry there is an obvious flaw to any plan… I swear he is a major fantasist. Booty calls with the premise that he is going away for a while. As can be seen there is no reason to revisit this. Drama would be the result. Despite being sexy as hell it could be argued that he is an archetypical wasteman as the list of issues are too long to mention. Result: Discard.
- “The Original FB”. An FB for those that aren’t aware is a guy who seems content with a no strings relationship. My FB is a guy I’ve known for years. He was originally the rebound guy following the break up of a previous relationship. He helped me through it, and is a great shoulder to lean on. However, as some might say I can’t get it twisted – he is a major commitment phobe. In all the years I’ve known him he has never had a serious girlfriend, just a series of links. This is why he is in the bin. Result: Reuse with potential for recycling.
I’m sure more may resurface, they always do. Just can’t think of them at the moment.
