The Case of the Ex(es)

A trend in my twitter timeline gets me writing this next entry. It has a hashtag- #ThanksToMyEx.
It’s like this mini tribute to all the exes that one might have, and it got me thinking- I do have hell lots of things to thank my Ex(es) for. The ex-boyfriends I mean. Of course there are a lot of things that I have to be thankful to my ex-girlfriends for. One of which is to make me realise that maybe I am not meant to handle delicate and fragile things. Of course some of my ex-boyfriends went beyond fragile, it made me feel like a bull in chinashop. I suggested that he undergo sex change at the end of our relationship. Mean, but I guess it is justified.

Yes. So why did I decide to dedicate this entry to ex-boyfriends instead of ex-girlfriends? I guess cos I’ve forgotten half of the things I wanted to thank my ex-girlfriends for. *gasp*. And I was not matured enough to be appreciative back then, when I was still straight. And I already did dedicate an entry to all the ex-girlfriends before; the entry is hiding somewhere within this blog.

So the first thing that I got out of my introspection of my previous gay relationships is that they are all intertwined with each other. Starting with the third ex, Amir. I got into a relationship with him and it ended really badly, after three months. Due to my excessive ranting of how I was suffering, a friend decided to introduce Farhan to me. We were in a relationship that lasted about two years. When I broke up with Farhan, I got even more depressed and invited a Malaysian to be a shoulder for me to cry on. That Malaysian, named Alex, travelled to Singapore and became my boyfriend for the next 9 months. Alex introduced twitter to me, which is where I met my current boyfriend. We have been attached for three months now, and I am truly happy.

So here it goes, Thanks Amir for breaking my heart and let me have the chance to meet Farhan. Thanks Farhan for the immense pain that made me desperate enough to get attached to a Malaysian who introduced twitter to me.

I also want to thank Rahman, the first asshole to break my heart. He out-ted me to all my friends. I was devastated, but at least now I know my friends will always be there and accept me for who I am.

The second ex didn’t have much impact or function in my life…no matter how hard I tried to find one. #justsaying.