Old boyfriends...are you still friends?

Fala

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I met Rick back in 1976...I was 16 and he was 18. We had a tumultuous relationship for about 3 years.

He was from Louisiana (note Bronzeage). He was one of the toughest guys in Austin way back then.

He worked as doorman/bouncer for several clubs back then. I never instigated a fight between him and another (I just didn't do that shit)

However, whenever I was present and saw him tap his toe behind him, I got the hell outta the way. That meant he was punching somebody out with one punch.

He was also a boxer. Funny thing, here we are 30 years later and my husband and Rick are still best friends.

Rick has stepped up and "done jobs" for my husband over the years. Nothing bad...just helping him out.

You Louisiana boys kick ass.

Also, in all the time I was with Rick...he never once struck me, terrorized me or otherwise caused me problems.

Bronzeage, you Louisiana guys not only have the muscle...you are fearless.

That is all. :)
 
I met Rick back in 1976...I was 16 and he was 18. We had a tumultuous relationship for about 3 years.

He was from Louisiana (note Bronzeage). He was one of the toughest guys in Austin way back then.

He worked as doorman/bouncer for several clubs back then. I never instigated a fight between him and another (I just didn't do that shit)

However, whenever I was present and saw him tap his toe behind him, I got the hell outta the way. That meant he was punching somebody out with one punch.

He was also a boxer. Funny thing, here we are 30 years later and my husband and Rick are still best friends.

Rick has stepped up and "done jobs" for my husband over the years. Nothing bad...just helping him out.

You Louisiana boys kick ass.

Also, in all the time I was with Rick...he never once struck me, terrorized me or otherwise caused me problems.

Bronzeage, you Louisiana guys not only have the muscle...you are fearless.

That is all. :)

Sounds like you still want him
 
That's pretty much true. When you have to cross the bayou to get to school by walking on the backs of alligators, there's not much else to worry about for the rest of the day.

I suppose I am friends with old girlfriends, but I hardly ever see them.

I used to see my first real girlfriend, the one who gave me such a high opinion of women, by chance, every once in a while. Her husband was killed in motorcycle accident in 2008. I found out too late to go to the funeral, but I sent a note and left a voicemail. There was no response.

Even though it had been more than 40 years, there was some unfinished business. There were some questions I wanted to ask. Last October,on my birthday, I had some business that took me by her neighborhood. A birthday should give you some kind of license, so I stopped and knocked on the door.

The guy who answered the door told me she had died the previous September. She would have been only 56. It was a strange moment. I'll never know the answers, now.
 
we are friends, but long distance. there was never any parting on bad terms, more of just going separate ways. one of the exes is getting married. from the looks of it, it fits quite well. i am still very grateful my birth control worked back then.
 
That's pretty much true. When you have to cross the bayou to get to school by walking on the backs of alligators, there's not much else to worry about for the rest of the day.

I suppose I am friends with old girlfriends, but I hardly ever see them.

I used to see my first real girlfriend, the one who gave me such a high opinion of women, by chance, every once in a while. Her husband was killed in motorcycle accident in 2008. I found out too late to go to the funeral, but I sent a note and left a voicemail. There was no response.

Even though it had been more than 40 years, there was some unfinished business. There were some questions I wanted to ask. Last October,on my birthday, I had some business that took me by her neighborhood. A birthday should give you some kind of license, so I stopped and knocked on the door.

The guy who answered the door told me she had died the previous September. She would have been only 56. It was a strange moment. I'll never know the answers, now.
Sorry for your loss, and I wanted to tell you I admire how you relate a story.
 
That's pretty much true. When you have to cross the bayou to get to school by walking on the backs of alligators, there's not much else to worry about for the rest of the day.

I suppose I am friends with old girlfriends, but I hardly ever see them.

I used to see my first real girlfriend, the one who gave me such a high opinion of women, by chance, every once in a while. Her husband was killed in motorcycle accident in 2008. I found out too late to go to the funeral, but I sent a note and left a voicemail. There was no response.

Even though it had been more than 40 years, there was some unfinished business. There were some questions I wanted to ask. Last October,on my birthday, I had some business that took me by her neighborhood. A birthday should give you some kind of license, so I stopped and knocked on the door.

The guy who answered the door told me she had died the previous September. She would have been only 56. It was a strange moment. I'll never know the answers, now.

My condolences on your love lost. :(

Rick used to have to walk across the alligators too! Hehe I'm sorry to hear about your past love lost. :(

Fortunately, Rick is still alive. Bronzeage, may you continue to be the big-armed, barrel-chested, fearless guy you have always been.

Seriously, you are the epitome of MEN that come out of Louisiana....with Rick as back-up. :D

Love, Fala
 
we are friends, but long distance. there was never any parting on bad terms, more of just going separate ways. one of the exes is getting married. from the looks of it, it fits quite well. i am still very grateful my birth control worked back then.

I have 2 actual "ex's" the first is my first high-school girlfriend.... She's a meth head and is in and out of jail for various reasons. I saw her recently and we sat and chatted. We laughed about old times and friends and awkward situations. Caught up on our lives over the past 20 years (I knew more about hers than she did mine) exchanged phone numbers.. Hugged.. Customary kiss on the cheek... Walked away. Two hours later I get a text asking for money. Really? I haven't seen her since... I agree with neci.. Thank god her birth control worked back then..

Second is my ex wife. Fuck her.
 
My condolences on your love lost. :(

Rick used to have to walk across the alligators too! Hehe I'm sorry to hear about your past love lost. :(

Fortunately, Rick is still alive. Bronzeage, may you continue to be the big-armed, barrel-chested, fearless guy you have always been.

Seriously, you are the epitome of MEN that come out of Louisiana....with Rick as back-up. :D

Love, Fala

You are the sweetest thing. :heart:
 
Yes, most of them. Some I am out of touch with but we are on good terms when we are in touch.

Break ups were not big horrible fights. I am a nonconformist free spirit so I tend to not define things much and can drift away.
I make individual agreements, I just don't conform to societal ideals of relationships.

Byron and I were actually a bit more traditional because it was important to him and I wanted him to feel ok, but he never made me feel trapped or hemmed in.

When I first was playing around posting stuff with Byron online, a couple former guys were actually making suggestions and trying to be helpful since they could tell I really liked him :)
 
I am friends with all my exes except one... the father of my two youngest kids.
Several are still quite a large part of my life. Bbq's, camping, important kid events (even for the kids who aren't theirs...)
I don't see the point in being horrid - there was a reason I was with them in the first place :)
The one I'm not friendly with, that has been his choice.
 
I'm on friendly terms with most of them, but I don't really know if I would classify them as "friends". We don't call each other to check in or hang out of anything like that.
 
No but we aren't enemies either. We just don't talk.
The only ex I talk to once in a while is my 2 youngest's father. And that's only when his Psycho kicks him out... for The 10,000th time. For some reason he feels I should listen to his complaints over what happened. I don't know how people can go through that.
I like to think of it as Karma.:D

Any other ex NOPE, and I don't want nor need to. When I'm done, I'm done.
 
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i'm friendly with the kids' dad, because grownups.

there's only one ex i consider to be a dear friend. it was never a conventional relationship but i love him, in my own way. we had some fun little adventures, and he was the filthiest fuck i ever did meet.
 
I am friends with all my old boyfriends and care for them and am happy to hear whatever goes on in their lives. I can still call and chat with good conversation.
 
I have only ever had one boyfriend. But lots of girl friends. I still talk to him a few times a year. He visited a few years ago from Canada. Wow!
 
He was one of the toughest guys in Austin way back then.

He worked as a bouncer for several clubs back then.

you Louisiana guys not only have the muscle...you are fearless.

That's hot...
You go girl
 
I am friends with all my old boyfriends and care for them and am happy to hear whatever goes on in their lives. I can still call and chat with good conversation.

This is a wonderful attitude! While at the moment of break upmive had bad feelings, I'm blessed to be friendly with all me ex's
 
I'm not friends with any of my exes. We always parted on good terms, but now there are a lot of years and miles between us. I moved on by moving along. I have one former wife, and she is remarried and half way across the country.
 
I have a few on my FB. Although, they were more childhood boyfriends. I gave my ex-husband an inch and he wanted to become besties, so I cut that off.
 
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