We Met

To truly understand this story it is nessessary that you know some details relating to how things started between my ex and myself. You have to know the background on this woman who is so selfish and greedy that she will use everyone and everything at her disposal to destroy the only person who has ever cared for her and taken care of her. She didn't just start playing the victim. She has just perfected it.

I met my ex, Melinda, in the spring of 1990. We were both managers of a fast food chain in Tupelo, MS, I, a manager of one store. She, an assistant manager of another. I was 28, she 21.

Melinda had been married for about 6 months to a guy who was another manager within the company but was not happy for various reasons. We talked quite a bit and she let me know she was interested in me and the feeling was mutual. Before long, her husband left her as he was also dissatisfied with the marriage. I was away on a manager's retreat when she went home to find an empty apartment. All he had left her was a twin bed and her clothes. She called me crying wanting to know what she would do.

I returned home a few days later and Melinda moved into my apartment. We lived together for a couple of months and I thought we were happy. I gladly did all the cooking, cleaning, washing clothes and other domestic duties as well as work 60+ hours a week. Hey, I was in love (or lust) and the relationship was new. You know how it is. Then one night, she just didn't come home. I drove around all night worried about where she was and what had happened to her. Remember, there weren't cell phones in those days so if no one answered the land line you were out of luck. When I finally got in touch with her, she said she wanted to end our relationship and didn't know how to do it. This would start a pattern that would repete itself in the coming years but at the time, I just didn't know.

Several weeks went by and I went on with my life. Don't get me wrong, I cared for Melinda and tried to get her back with the standard fare of flowers, cards and anything else I could think of but when it became obvious she was seeing others, I gave it up.

Then in October, Melinda called me to tell me her sister had just had her baby and wanted to know if I wanted to drive down to Alabama and see it. I said yes because I liked her sister and of course wanted to see the baby. When I got there, Melinda seemed upset about something but I didn't know what. Later she said she wanted to talk so we went to the mall and talked. She talked about us getting back together and how she missed me and I shared that I had missed her, too.

Once we got back to Tupelo, Melinda told me she was pregnant and didn't know who the father was. I was shocked that in just a couple of months she had been with enough partners that she didn't even know who fathered her baby but that appeared to be the case. She said she thought the father was a 17 year old she had been out with but couldn't be sure and didn't even know his name. She was at a loss about what to do. She didn't want to have an abortion because she had already lost custody of one child to her 1st husband when she was a teenager and had already had one abortion a couple of years prior with her last husband. She wanted to keep this baby.

I told Melinda I still cared for her and if she wanted, I would claim the child and take care of her and the baby. She seemed happy about that and immediately moved back in with me and quit her job. This was the last job Melinda would have as long as we were together.

As I only had a 1 bedroom apartment, we knew we would need something larger so we found a townhouse that was really more than I could afford but what the heck, it made her happy so we moved in and in July of 1991, Z was born.

More to come.......