So last night, I went out with a friend who I dated sometime ago. Now, we are both divorced and are either in a relationship or playing the field. Anyway, we reconnected because outside of the dating arena we are pretty good friends. We have the same interests and like doing the same things. We can hold down an adult conversation but not too serious. We in general have a good time. However, when it comes to the relationship part we suck. Loudly and downright pathetically. I am too needy and he is too distant. I am more vocal and he is too quiet. I am way too affectionate and he is way too subtle. So over all we are better friends.
However, when I was out with my friend, I felt I was being unfaithful to my current realtionship. I don't even know if I would call it a relationship but still I felt some guilt when I was out. I felt that I should be home but I was having fun. I felt free for my two hours of being away from the mom and provider role that I am normally in. We talked about where our lives have gone and where they are going. When I went home, I was finding that I didn't want to be there. Not because of my precious baby sleeping soundly in her bed upstairs but because of the person waiting for me on the couch. I found that I was disconnected from him and somewhat tired of him. I came in and sat couch next to him. He turned around and laid on me. I asked him why he was laying on me. "Do I need a reason for a cuddle?" I giggled. Then a wave of guilt rushed over me.
It wasn't so much as a wave as it was a tsunami. I was drowning in this emotion. I felt like I just spent an exotic weekend in a torrid affair with a mysterious man from my past. I felt like my small indiscretion was going to rip this family that I hold so dear apart. I started cuddling Mr. Man tighter and more affectionately. Then we made our way upstairs and the rest is history. The problem is that my so-called indiscretion was only bowling with some nachos. That was it. Nothing more nothing less. It was two friends catching up on old times. So why did I feel so horrible about it? It is obvious from reading this that I don't feel that way now.
This whole incident reminds me of Tiger Woods and his mistresses. Is it really true that all these women have had relations with him? What really happened that night he wrecked his car? Is there such a thing as privacy when you are a celebrity? Can a relationship ever be healed when the media is in your face 24x7? Here is my two sense on the whole thing.
He is a man. Okay, he is a well profiled man. He is an athlete. He has his share of groupies. Did he sleep with these groupies? I have no clue and honestly I don't really care. However, I will say that groupies want their share in the spotlight. With that said, I would not be surprised if they are either making it up to get on tv or confessing to get the same result. What I think is a real shame is that this family who seems to have been dealing with this privately has had to have this all rehashed again out in public. Nothing like having a semi-fixed issue reopened in front of thousands and millions of people.
I experienced something like this on a much smaller scale. There was a woman who was trying to get with Mr. Man. He wasn't actually discouraging it but he was keeping her at arms length (barely). I found out that she kissed him through a neighbor. I dealt with the issue immediately. We were on our way to a shakey recovery. Three weeks later, a coworker who knows the said neighbor found out about the incident and the whole thing was reopened. The scab was still there and oozing and she ripped it open again. It was the worst month of my life....okay not quite more like second worst month. But this little digression has a point. I feel for Mrs. Woods. I empathize with her about having her private life displayed like she was a side of beef. She is dealing with the cards she has been dealt with in a manner she can live with. It seems that she and her family were doing fine but then the accident happened and the media turned into a feeding frenzy. So Ms. Woods, for what it is worth, I would like to apologize for their intrusion into your life. I don't read anything about it because I don't think it is any of my business and I don't think that most of it is true. The only ones who do is those women, you, and Tiger. May the heavens shine down on you and your family in your time of need and healing. For everyone else, LEAVE THOSE POOR PEOPLE ALONE!
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