I Was Another Woman

I am not the “other woman.” I am “another woman.” How do these two differ you ask? Well, if I were the other woman, the guy I’m “dating” would be in a committed, monogamous relationship with a woman and I’d be the one he was hiding and sneaking around with. But that is not the case at all. He is not in a committed relationship. He does not have a girlfriend. He just happens to be in a non-committal, non-monogamous relationship with me and another woman. The kicker is that I and the other woman know each other. She and I are not friends at all. We don’t travel in the same circles. Oddly enough, he is the one who introduced us to each other. Yes, I know what you are thinking right now. “What! This girl is crazy, off her rocker to be in this situation!” But please, before you judge let me explain how this situation came about. I met this guy on my ultimate Frisbee team. There was an immediate connection. It took two days before we were all up in each other’s lives. Meeting each other’s friends, hanging out, doing all kinds of fun things together. We had a pretty easygoing three months there. We fit into each other’s lives pretty nicely. He made me feel like a princess. The way he looked at me. Talked to me. Treated me. Went out of his way to make me feel special. All the ways I wanted to be treated. I was pretty much long gone. Read more