Blindness
I was talking to my mother on the phone, a few days ago. Talking about money, basically. Then I mentioned that my Blue Eyes and I are probably going to live together by the end of the year and, of course, it is going to be good for our pocket. She's happy if I'm happy, and I know my parents liked him.
Then she started talking about my ex-boyfriend. She said (and of course I knew it) that she and my father never liked him. And then she explained to me some things that my ex-boyfriend did and said by the time my parents came to visit me, seven or eight years ago. I was really surprised, because I don't remember any of those things that really shocked my parents. How could I not see it at that moment?
Many years ago, one of my best friends came to visit me as well. She came with her boyfriend (today her husband), and they met my ex-boyfriend. I remember nothing strange from that visit. Everything was fine. But when I talked to my mother on the phone the other day, she talked about that.
After her visit, my friend and my mother met by chance one day. They talked about me, and my ex-boyfriend. My friend told my mother that she had felt so sorry for me. That, of course, worried my mother a lot. And some days after that, my mother phoned my friend, trying to know something more. I've no idea of what they talked about. But my mother always believed that he mistreated me.
She asked me. Again. She asked me if my ex-boyfriend mistreated me. I said no again. And I said that she had always been wrong about that. Of course there are some things I never explained to my mother. Because I didn't want to worry her, and because I would never give her the satisfaction to believe she was right. She wasn't. I never considered he mistreated me. That would be a true insult to those women (and men) that are living this serious problem.
Anyway, leaving aside these nuances... How could my friend say she was sorry for me? That happened long time ago, many years before the affair of the kiss that completely ruined my life... or was it ruined before?
How could I be that blind? Why didn't I see what was so obvious for everyone else? How come I lived with him for so many years?
Why didn't I think 'God! He's a f*g bastard!'?
