How to Ignore Red Flags - A short-ish story
I had met him through friends. After dating a string of non working musicians with a variety of mental health issues and a knack for “borrowing” money from me he was a welcome change, or so I thought. My desperation for a “good guy” was so blinding you could have wrapped me in a giant red flag to the point of suffocation and I would still excuse them away. Oh thank you for this big red blanket, I was so cold, can you wrap it tighter please? He had all of the things that none of my previous courters had, not to make this about "things" but basic housing and jobs are kind of important. His own apartment & vehicle- check Job- check Kind- check Handsome and funny, the picture of niceness and the cutest golden lab you ever did see- check, check, check, check. I was writing checks so fast the flags were getting checks. So long story short we fell in love quickly and after some convincing myself he was “the one” we moved in together entirely too fast....