Even though everything is said and done from what I’m about to tell you, I wanted to write about it and see what other people would do if they were in my shoes. What happened this weekend isn’t anything overly exciting or troubling. It’s more so that I keep thinking about if what I did was the right thing to do given the situation. Let me explain..
I’ve mentioned it time and time again that I want to stay friends with my ex, Tyler. Part of me will always love him and part of me hopes that someday we figure it out and get back together. I know, I know he’s my ex for a reason but I really believe that what we have is something special and it just wasn’t our time and that’s why we broke up. Maybe delusional and I’m not putting all my eggs in that basket. I am going out on dates (or trying to) and I am putting myself back out there with a completely open heart and mind for whatever happens happening. Anyways, back to what happened this weekend. I was out with Megan at a bar in WeHa (the same one where my terrible OKC “date” occurred). We were just there to have a drink and people watch. I wasn’t overly impressed with the guy selection there that night (it was a lot of older people for some reason). I get a text from Tyler saying that he needs me to pick him up. Now I’ve known Tyler for over 7 years and I have never seen him drunk. Not to say he doesn’t drink but he doesn’t go that hard so having him text me saying he needs a ride is a pretty big deal. I figured he’d be around the area and I’d be able to swing by quick and pick him up…wrong! He said he was in Hamden and gave me the address of the party he was at. Hamden is 40 minutes away from where we were and an hour away from home. I didn’t think twice about leaving to get him. We left the bar and started the journey to Hamden.
We got to the house where the party was and I started calling and calling with no answer. I was parked right across from his car and decided to look in the window. There was drunky sleeping in his back seat. He gets up and gets out of the car and starts puking. I hold him up while he up chucks and finally get him into the car. I drive him all the way home and get him into bed. He starts crying but says he doesn’t know why. This makes me cry. I kiss his forehead and leave for the night. Less than 12 hours later I’m back at his house with powerade and aspirin. I drive him back down to Hamden to get his car and then follow him back to his house to make sure he got back okay. I did all of this without second guessing what I was doing, until now.
Did I do the right thing? Megan said normal people wouldn’t do that for their ex. The thing with Tyler is he isn’t just my ex, he’s still one of my best friends. Is it weird to still have that kind of relationship with my ex? Should I have said sorry I can’t get you? My heart is telling me one thing and my mind is thinking another. So my question to all of you…what would you have done?