My first love, Jim

He was my High School sweetheart, or whatever. He lived in Wisconsin and I met him while he was in Fargo visiting family. He wrote me letters and eventually moved here to be with me. A group of girls convinced me that he didn't like me anymore so I dumped him. Of course, one of the girls wanted him. We were both heartbroken and oblivious for years. We're super close friends now and have hooked up more than once since then (he even proposed one time) but he's an alcoholic and a mooch, which I can not deal with.

Damn. My first love Mark (posted above) was an alcoholic and a bit of a mooch as well. And man, did I love him. I've always had a bit of an inkling that part of the reason that I got married so young is because I thought I would never, ever get over Mark, or get away from him. We were off and on and everything in between for so long.

There's another pic of him in my flickr.

i really hope that i don't find any pictures of my first 'love' anywhere. i still think i see him sometimes and it makes my heart skip a beat and i look for a place to hide. fun times.

@seemingly satanic: I doubt I'll ever fully get over Jim...but I'm definitely not in love with him anymore. I just have these moments where I reallyreallyreally miss him but whenever we get together in a romantic way, I'm just not comfortable. I can't deal with his lifestyle. As you know, I love the booze but he loves it for breakfast every morning. Ick.

@katymonster: I honestly don't miss being a teenager much at all. Everything was Such A Big Deal and I was ridiculously naive, shy and anxious. I swear I could barely function.

He looks like a Bruce Campbell loving Mitch Hedberg