I'm not telling the other half of the story of why I broke up with my ex. I got back together with the guy I dated for 2+ years whom I broke up with in January. We went out to dinner with my parents to celebrate my dad's b-day and it was hilarious. First, my BF and me laughed our asses off at this hipster who tried to go into the fancy restaurant in jeans and sneakers with his GF and got booted out. Then, the 3 of us (my mom included) ganged up on my know-it-all father and basically made him miserable for being an ignoramus. Overall, it was a good night.
It made me realize that despite our time apart, I really do get along with my ex, now BF, very well and I'm glad I have him.
It made me realize that despite our time apart, I really do get along with my ex, now BF, very well and I'm glad I have him.

