- Gender and Relationships
I Just Knew He Wasn't The ONE
Too Good To Be True ...
He all the right moves, all the right words, all the right actions - but still there was something not quite right about him. He was just too good to be true.
We met through a mutual fiend (and I do mean ‘fiend’ - not ‘friend’) and although Robin wasn’t such a great looker, his personality and sense of humour more than made up for it.
On our first date he turned up at my door with flowers and chocolates and swept me off to a restaurant I’d been wanting to try.
The night was great - couldn’t fault it ... but still my guard was up.
Within a week we were thick as thieves, co-conspirators, best friends, compatriots and lovers ...
...but still ...
You can try to convince yourself, ignore your instincts, turn away from those niggling doubts - but you know - inside you always know.
In a matter of months he’d asked me to marry him. Everyone around me was ecstatic. How lucky was I?! He was considerate, kind, thoughtful and funny - but still I had forebodings.
I met Julie through one of those party-plan dos. I’d seen her around, but didn’t really know her. She kept coming around after than day, baring her soul and seeking my friendship. It didn’t take her long to tell me that she was unhappy in her marriage and was biding her time to escape.
Within a month she’d left him. Took her 3 kids and moved out.
Julie, Robin and I hung out as a threesome for a while, going out, staying in, eating, drinking and enjoying life.
I noticed Julie clinging more and more to Robin, and although I know I should have been concerned, I chose to just observe.
Waking one morning to excruciating abdominal pain, it wasn’t long before I found myself in the Emergency ward at the local hospital. I’d collapsed in the bathroom and passed out.
It turned out to be an ectopic pregnancy. I died three times on the operating table that day.
Robin was called and arrived with Julie by his side. He held my hand as he wept. In my drugged haze he was a stranger to me ...
Recuperating at home, bedridden, Robin played the part of doting carer - but something was off, different, hidden, silent ... and I just knew.
A friend dropped by later in the week. She was quick to confirm my suspicions. Robin and Julie had been out on the town and left no doubt to any onlookers that they were a ‘couple’.
You just know don’t you ..?
When something (or someone) is too good to be true, it generally is too good to be true. When your intuition tells you somethings’ not quite right, believe it and trust it - always.