my relationship spiraled…along with the economy
so things with kevin and i were great. we handled our long distance relationship quite well. visited each other as frequently as we could. we travelled and kevin was sort of proud that his high-power job and priveleged up-bringing could land us in four seasons and ritz carltons from nyc to miami to wherever we wanted to be. so things with kevin remained great-UNTIL HE LOST HIS JOB!
i think i am probably just one of many many many ladies who have watched their guy turn into a fetal-position-thumb-sucking baby as they no longer have what, to them, defines their manhood-an impressive job which affords them the ablity to buy everything from relationships to respect.
yes, kevin lost his mojo. he turned mean. nothing was his fault but everyone else’s, especially mine. wtf?!
so i was left confused. kevin suddenly seemed like a stranger to me. i’m not sure he ever really even cared for me the way someone who talks of marriage and children should care. i’ve come to wonder if i only represented a peice of a puzzle to a life that kevin wanted. did i just fit the mold? right religion. right socio-economic background. right sense style etc etc etc.
when it all came crashing down for him, why was kevin unable to see the light at the end of the tunnel. why couldn’t i be his source of happiness? why did nothing matter to him after he lost his job?
well…as i look back at the pat year, the writing was so obviously written on the wall in bold black permanent marker. had i been blind? or did i just not want to believe that kevin might not be the man i thought he was.
