Down Memory Lane

I was in a very painful, bitter-sweet relationship with Jason for nearly three years. He was one of those guys who would disappear and be silent for some time, and then show up later acting all nice and sweet as if nothing had happened. Clearly this used to bug me.

One would think that perhaps his actions would get me angry and drive me away from him for good; -but quite the contrary. It was at such times that I realized that I wanted and needed him even more. 

One such time after his dreadful silence, he started commenting on my status updates…which would often led to us talking again. But I was not in the mood this time round. I told him to leave me alone. However, Jason was a shrewd guy. He knew that by using my sur name, and a bit of Luganda, he would plead to my softer side. He told me that he needs me and that I was his Only One,…and all the sweet nothings he knew I loved to hear. 

If you have been in love before, then you know that sometimes even when you want to remain angry and mad at someone, it just doesn’t happen. And so I forgave Jason, just like that. The following day, he texted me and said that he was coming over to see me. It was a Saturday and I was free, so why not? I got out of bed and did some cleaning so that His Majesty found an organized place. I went and did some shopping too. He was a vegetarian but he liked liver. So I prepared rice and liver.

Later after his arrival, we ate, but as always, I had a lousy appetite. We both barely touched our food, however we had some real, genuine conversations. As he sat on the table across from me, I remember thinking to myself, “I’m done with the games with other guys. Moving forward, it’s either Jason or no one else”. -Had he proposed, I would have said yes because my heart was set on him alone. 

We spent a few hours together that afternoon. One of the things I loved most about Jason was his hair. Unlike mine, his was dark and thick, and I loved running my fingers through it, -very much so that sometimes when he was next to me, I would absentmindedly do it. The other thing I loved doing was touching and holding his hands. I liked how hard, strong and firm his fingers were. It was a distinctive testament to his masculinity. I felt safe being around him.

That morning, I had asked him to bring some movies, which he did. We watched one movie together and I kept the rest for another time. One of the movies from his collection was, The Ugly Truth, casting Katherine Heigel. Though you might have to do a bit of forwarding for some scenes, it was actually a good film, and I love Katherine. She is an amazing actress. 

The Ugly Truth was not new to me because I had watched it before. However, it hit different when I was watching it again, because I knew that Jason had picked it. And true enough, the entire course of my interactions with Jason changed soon after that movie. It’s like the scales finally fell off my eyes. By watching the film, I realized that Jason was using the very toxic tips from that film, in our relationship, to render me helplessly in love with him. For example ignoring and ghosting me. 

Now that I had a look at the script, I disarmed him and changed the rules of the game. I stopped making excuses for his actions and believed that he knew exactly what he was doing, -including the things that caused me great pain. 

Needless to mention, the relationship ended soon afterwards, and that was the last time that we ever met. I have never seen him since February 2022. It’s funny how something as insignificant as a movie can save your life. Movies are a necessary evil after all.

Conclusively, God can use anything, if you just let him.

The End!

Disclaimer: The names that feature in this story are fictitious. They were made up to protect the identity and privacy of those involved.

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