I met a new friend.  A male friend.  This friend and I are hanging out on Saturday.  My friend has a fiancée.  Nevertheless, Manchester is livid.  Manchester says that he guesses we’re seeing other people now, and that he can’t believe that I would go out with someone when it upsets him so much.  He seems to forget when he kept seeing the therapist with whom he was infatuated, who didn’t accept his insurance.  (I’m not sure if it upset me more that he was infatuated with her or that he was not going to someone cheaper who accepted his insurance.)  I was upset about him seeing her, but he kept doing it.  He even lied to me that he wouldn’t see her anymore and kept seeing her.  He even talks about her in his sleep.  But I am still dating Manchester, and I rarely think of his therapist.

If I were Manchester, I’d be nervous that my girlfriend has a new male friend who happens to be handsome.  I say this because Manchester has been less than a stellar boyfriend.  I try to find resolutions to our problems, but it really takes two people to work on that, and right now, there’s only one of us trying.  However, he should not be concerned that I’m going to jump into a relationship with the new guy.  Manchester should be concerned that I am going to leave him and be single.  Being left and seeing that the one who left you chooses to remain single is a slap in the face that stings for some time.  I know because it has happened to me in the past.

I have told Manchester that I think these people who jump from one relationship to another or who even maintain multiple relationships at the same time have the wrong idea.  Personally, I firmly believe in the cliche the grass is always greener on the other side.  People who leave one person for another or who have affairs with others while in relationships are living under a delusional belief system.  Everyone has problems.  By starting a new relationship you may be able to avoid old problems, but you can’t avoid new ones.  Plus, I believe once a cheater, always a cheater.  If I were stupid enough to start a relationship with someone who currently has a fiancée, then I know that he will cheat on me too.

So for the past few days I’m the one with the nervous feeling in my stomach.  You would think the easy solution to all of this would be to do a group activity with everyone.  The only problem is that Manchester doesn’t speak Spanish and my new friend only speaks Spanish.  I invited Manchester, but of course, I didn’t want to go.  I can understand why Manchester is upset, but I think he should also understand that I am entitled to have friends and that he shouldn’t tell me with whom I can or cannot be friends. 

I think after all of this is over, I very well might end up being single.