The weather man said it'd be the coldest day we will have experienced in the past few weeks of what has ultimately become winter bliss. He said the wind would pick up and the temperatures would drop but in all his predicting and forecasting he failed to mention just how cold tonight would get.
Today's coldest point came in the early evening while I was sitting all cozy and snug, waiting for dinner to be ready. I sat there listening to some tunes, chatting away and browsing through social media.
And then I saw it -- a text message. Three text messages actually.
TEXT 1: Hi Amy my name is [Bastard Girl]. You are KYB's [Snickers] wife and I am his girlfriend.
TEXT 2: I think it would be a good idea if you didn't contact KYB [Snickers] so often.
TEXT 3: KYB [Snickers] is trying to move on and forget about your love.
Side note, it was a toss up between replacing her name with "Bastard girl", "Stupid girl" and just flat out "eat dirt".
Instantly at the sight of such messages I blurted out "wow" and didn't stop probably for the next hour or two. I honestly didn't know what to say except for that one particular, lonely word. It summed everything up; I was shocked.
It's not that Snickers and I haven't talked about the idea of each other seeing other people, but to have her, his supposed girlfriend, message me to tell me he is in a relationship as opposed to him,... ya, WOW. I mean, grow some balls, be a man, and tell me it yourself. I guess a part of me never believed it would ever come to this either though. It's not like I haven't talked to him. I just talked to him yesterday.
And if that wasn't a big enough kick to the head tonight, this shocking piece of news, what was even more shocking is the fact that I know this girl. Yes, it's true. I trained her. I trained her and her coworkers. The company she works for even sponsored me when I had my fight in Thailand. Remember all those "You Should be Here" signs I held up for my sponsors?! Yup, they were for her company -- World Ventures.
Perhaps I took it too far -- I posted a screen shot of the three text messages on Facebook, minus blocking out her name and then I texted it to some of Snickers' friends, asking them if they knew anything about this. I texted Snickers' sister. She didn't respond, of course she didn't. I had reached out to her once when he hit me and her response was "just don't make him mad". His best friend responded with "what's the problem?" and others just ignored my message. Only one reached out to me, a friend of Snickers who is pretty close with me in that he's stayed at our house a few times and we've had our fair share of personal chats together. He video called me on KakaoTalk. It was super early in the morning when he saw the message, he was just getting up for weekend soccer, but he called me to talk to about the situation. An hour or two later one other person responded -- one of my boxing club's members who knows a bit more about Snickers' and my relationship than the average person. He too was going through marital problems when I left Korea.
Both those friends offered to talk to Snickers but I told them not to.
We are finished, I know, I didn't think he was over dealing with all those loose issues that brought about us ending it and I just didn't think it'd be someone else telling me such news. Wow.
Only two people I reached out to in Korea cared enough to respond to me. That most definitely sums up my entire existence in Korea for the past 2-3 years -- so incredibly all alone in a country bursting at the seams with people.
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