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The Sunday that we broke up Brad asked me if I wanted to join him for church. It was an awkward drive there and back, the rain didn’t help it either. That evening I made him dinner and we had our break up talk. I won’t get into the reasons why we broke up, and no it was not because he had a hidden attraction to Brent.

Seeing as how we didn’t date for a long time we remained friends. He took me out for my 19th birthday, which is where my sushi addiction began. We still went for walks and movies, so it was almost like we were dating without the dating title or the exclusivity of it.

Eventually we kind of began to resent one another. We were not working out as friends, as we wanted different things. I was in love with a guy that didn’t love me back. Being the stubborn person that I am I decided that I was going to get what I want. The only problem was that I had no patience what so ever, and that caused a lot of hardships that we had to go through in our relationship.

By January 2003 we no longer spoke to each other. We had a big fight and decided that it was best that we didn’t speak. I temporarily began giving up and decided to move on with my oh so pathetic life. I had a lot of guy friends so it was easy to take my mind off him, as long I was around people I didn’t have to think about Brad. It actually worked really well, we both became interested in other people, pseudo dating other people. Of couse Brad being the possessive overprotective guy that he is didn’t like the idea of me being with someone else. This went on for a while: we fought, kissed, fought, made up, fought some more. A vicious cycle that neither of us could break.

Then rolled around summer of 2004. That summer everything changed. We were actually able to be civil towards each other. There wasn’t much fighting, we were getting along? It was a nice change, something that both of us were anticipating for a while. I stopped being clingy, and he stopped being mean. The arrangement was working out well.

At the end of July 2004 everything was turned upside down and we again were not on speaking terms. This time I thought that I was never going to forgive him for what he did ( I won’t say what it was, because it’s not important). I told Brad that it was all over and if he wanted me it had to be all or nothing. I was sick of doing everything half way. That’s what our relationship was all about for the last 2 years, everything half way, lies, deception, and pain. I knew that it had to stop and so did he. If we were ever going to be “WE” again then it had to be fresh.

We had a long talk at one of the parks we used to go to and decided that if we were meant to be it would happen. He gave me one last kiss and we parted ways.

A few days later I received a text message that he was moving to Edmonton. It felt so impersonal, but that’s what I asked for and that’s what I got……

Some pictures from our second year…

the guys he lived with and a bad picture of us

Brent and Leah before they became uncool

That summer Brad sent me a few e-mails for some get togethers, I ignored every one of them. Later when he asked me why I ignored them I told him that it was because I didn’t want any distractions. I was trying very hard to work at the relationship that I had, and I didn’t want him to think about.

Once September rolled around I decided that I would live on campus again (the wedding was planned for the end of April). The funny thing was that the first person that I saw there was agian, Brad. No hand shake this time, I guess he felt that a hug would be more appropriate. We had a little chat, he introduced me to his sister whom was a new student that year, and we both went our ways. This time I was a campus resident and he was a commuter. I honestly didn’t think that we would really see each other all that much.

A few weeks went by and the more I hung out with different people there, the more I wanted to break up with my fiance. It was one particular night that made me realize 100% that I was not going to get married that year. My roommate and I decided to drive out to White Rock and spend the night on the beach. A couple of other people joined us and we went on out way. It was a beautiful night, nothing really happened there, we just hung out and talked. It was a lot of fun, and that made me not want to settle down. I was a month short of my 19th birthday, and I wanted to live my life, not be someones wife. The next day I decided that I was going to break it off, but it was the weekend so I thought I’d wait until Monday. That weekend I threw a big dinner party, I didn’t invite Brad, we weren’t really friends then so I just invited people that I hung out with. After the party I made some lame excuse to why I didn’t want to hang out with my fiance and made him go home. The following Monday he was beginning to realize that something was wrong and instead of asking me about it he just kept buying me presents. I was feeling really guilty for wanting to break it off, so I waited. By the end of the second week I had had enough. I KNEW it had to end. In our counselling class he kept writing me notes asking why I was acting so weird. I kept trying to divert the conversation but he would not let it go. Finally I told him that it was over…. Ironic isn’t it? Counselling class and an engagement break up.

I don’t think I had ever felt to relieved in my life as I did when I gave him the ring back and walked away. It wasn’t a sad moment, it was a good moment, I was free.

About 11 days after that I was sitting in out book store are called the Oasis reading a book, Brad walked by smirking at me. I kept on reading and then he walked by again, I thought it was kind of funny. The he started talking to me, but he wouldn’t sit down, he just stood there. Finally I told him to sit down and that’s where it all began.

We talked for a while and then decided to grab something to eat. That night we drove out to Langley to a park called Coyote Creek and there we decided to date. I remember him playing with my hair and he asked me a really silly question: “You’re not going to hit me if I do this in public are you?” I thought it was cute, and of course I said no.

The next day he came over to see if I wanted to go on a date to Westminster Abby with him. We went on our little date and had a lot of fun, that is also where we discovered that we both a strong dislike for horses.

Our relationship didn’t last a long time though, by the end of our second week we were broken up….