Stan

I've known Stan for a long time. We went to highschool together and eventually worked at the same place. He got laid off during the automotive down fall and we always kept in touch.

Anyways, Stan one day messaged me asking how things were going, WELL whether he knew it or not, he had just opened pandora's box. I told him everything, I was newly single, pregnant and miserable.

I'm going to start by saying that I'll forever be grateful to Stan for pulling me out of my rut I was in. I wanted to just so desperately have it work between my ex and I and he took me out of that mind-set.

We ended up going out to the movies and he passed out.... poor guy! We started talking everyday and he was doing things my ex wasn't. He would ask how I was everyday, ask how my appointments were going, ask how my kids were, he showed a genuine interest in my life.

If I asked him to jump, he'd say how high? He was always willing to help me out in every way he could. From weeding my garden to getting my ice packs. He wanted to always spend time with me.
Now, no doubt you are saying "Kelly, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, THIS SEEMS LIKE THE DREAM GUY" and trust me, I feel the same way, and that's why I had to stop it there.

I really feel if Stan would've come a little later in life, things would've ended up differently. When Stan was around, I was (well still am) in a very vulnerable state. I could not, and would not allow him in. No matter how hard he tried, I have these walls built up that no matter what he could do, they were solid. I felt like, I was going to break his heart, I knew he wanted to be more serious and the thought to me just made me want to run.

So Stan, if you read this, know that you didn't do anything wrong....at all! I told you that before and I'll continue to tell you that. I don't want you turning into an asshole because of girls like me. You are an amazing guy and one day you'll find a girl that will completely appreciate it.

Ahhh 'Calvin' you're up next