Last week I bumped into an old friend who is now married with a daughter. He was like a brother to me before we lost touch. We stopped hanging out when his business got busier, after he got married, and after I stood him up twice for dinner and his baby's full moon party.
So we had a quick chat and the topic of Diced Chicken came up. I was told that he's married overseas. Diced Chicken is married! The one I met four years ago, the one who was there for me when I broke up with Mr Confused, the one who flew to KL to see me for five days because he missed me, the one who bought me a Prada handbag that I've never used, the one who nearly fought with Stingy King at the club, the one that I didn't like enough to take him as my boyfriend.
Time does fly by too quickly. I'm happy for him but was a little shocked that he's married so quickly. Actually, 3 years isn't a short time, not at all. And then it reminded me that a few of my ex-boyfriends are married, like Darlie Star and Always Yes. Am I that bad that anyone would settle for anything alive and kicking after being with me, the girlfriend from hell?
Back to Diced Chicken. What is there not to like about him? He's successful, he's highly intelligent, he has the money, has the look (this really depends on individual preference) and almost everything that a woman can ask for but there's something that I didn't like about him. This little ridiculous something that stopped me from going out with him.
I was telling some friends and they said the bride could've been me. I had received the same comments about other men that had crossed path with me in the past. So I asked myself - do I really wanna be the bride?
Answer is no. Not with these men. If we were meant to end up together, we wouldn't have broken up or in Diced Chicken's case, not be together. It's just stupid passing comments like 'if you didn't do this/that/xyz, you would've married abc/loser and started a family'. WTF!?
Everything happens for a reason and we didn't break up because we had nothing better to do in life. Whether I dumped or got dumped, it was for a good reason I believe. No doubt I was heart broken at many times especially when I wasn't the one who initiated the breakup but in hindsight, they made the right decision. During heartbreak, many of us tell ourselves that breaking up isn't the best thing to do, that we might not find someone better than the liar/efg/dog. Based on my very little experience, chances are that there's always someone better out there waiting to meet us.
I'm not saying that I will never get back with the men from my past, never say never right? But it's very unlikely that I would, unless it is for a valid and very good reason that could convince my head. I mean, what the f*ck for? I've put up with enough pain during the breakup and have moved on with life, why go back to some old canned food when I can get fresh gourmet ones around the corner?
That's why when I'm asked 'if I've got another chance with Diced Chicken, would I take him?', the answer is still a 'no'. Expired food turned bad for a reason.