My mother once said: “You cannot use someone without being used.”

She was right and this is the first time I’ve ever had to seriously consider the nuance of said quote. “Sister” and I were up until 4am last night on the phone talking about “Someone”. He was texting her as we were talking and the conversation went something like this:

Her: “Yeah, well you like anything that walks.”
Him: “LOL”
Her: “What’s funny?”
Him: “I can’t help who I like”
Her: “And how many is that?”
Him: “You will never know”
Her: …

Essentially, he told her that he went to hang out with this other girl who he likes “to a certain extent” and then went onto say that he cannot help who he likes, etc. This was the most elementary school response I had ever heard. Clearly Someone is too lazy to be accountable for his actions because he currently “likes” 6 people that I know of and then, according to what he told Sister, likes a lot more but never shows them attention because if he did he would “be doing lots of things.”

ARE. YOU. S E R I O U S?

I cannot quite understand the matter. Part of me says that I have been used! We’ve shared intimate moments, gone out together, etc and here is trying to have ‘affairs’ with other women! And one is a MUTUAL FRIEND!

At this point, he is simply the embodiment of disgust. Sister is not talking to him and neither am I at this point. It’s rather unfortunate that things had to end this way, but how fair is it to toy with one’s feelings as he is?

Needless to say, it serves no useful purpose to be involved with someone who “cannot control who he likes” and consequently acts on those “feelings”. Now that I have reconciled these things and now that– wait a second. Waaaait a second. Could the only reason I had NOT let him go was because Sister liked him and now that she DOESN’T like him I no longer care or feel competitive? Oh, my. I really have some issues.

Mental/Emotional status: 51.3%

In other news, X hasn’t called me today. Reminds me why I keep my feelings well guarded. Also, I think I am getting a sore throat. Ugh. OH. And I’ve lost 2 lbs!

–Speaking of X: he just texted me.  Ugh.