Sep 12 2006
I broke up with the PTO.
We’ve been together for over a year now, but my crush on her went back way before that. I was scared to approach her, timid. What if she didn’t like me? She was out of my league, I knew it.
But approach her I did and her response surprised me. She was all over me like a filthy whore. I was both scared and excited.
From the very beginning she was so needy. I felt cornered, trapped by all her need. I did, however, decide to give it my best so I accommodated her as well as I could. She made me feel so inadequate.
I tried to break up with her once before, the traditional way. You know the drill. I said “It’s not you, it’s me. I’m just not in a place where I can commit right now. I hope we can still be friends.” She simply ignored me - acted as if I didn’t try to dump her. She still called and emailed me pretending everything was the same as before.
To be honest, I was scared to push the issue. I mean, she hangs out with the popular crowd. She’s very well-connected. To make her angry would have been social suicide. In the end, I did it the cowardly way; I simply stopped answering the phone. I didn’t show up for dates. I hid away at home.
I saw her last week at the school’s Open House night. I smiled but in return she scowled at me and I looked away in shame. While I was watching the principal speak, I could feel her eyes (all fourteen of them) on me burning me with their anger.
Later, she was giving out cookies and juice in the cafeteria. It took all my courage to approach her. “Listen.” I said. “I don’t like how all this has turned out. I’m not a bad person. I’m good - really. I want to satisfy you but it has to be no strings attached. I can hand out juice and cookies or work at the book fair. I’ll run a booth at the carnival. I just can’t be in an intense relationship right now. So, will you take me up on my offer? Can we come to an arrangement?”
She accepted. It’s official. I’m now on booty-call with the PTO.
