I’ve always been haunted by my ex-boyfriends. Even if they did me dirty or just weren’t that into me; they always come back into my life somehow.
The latest ex to pop back into my life was my first serious boyfriend. First BF and I were together for seven months in 2003. It ended because we were in different places. He was reveling in politics while I was left wondering if our passions and interests aligned. We parted ways, but not before taking a “break,” having lots of break-up sex, yelling and crying buckets of tears (unfortunately me, not him).