The first boy I ever loved friended me on Facebook. It’s funny because we never so much as held hands when I knew him, but I always considered him my first boyfriend. We spent all of our free time at school together and we would hang out watching BET videos at my house after school. I always wondered what he was up to. I wondered what college he went to. What city did he end up living in. Was he a successful doctor? Business owner? Techie guy? Perhaps a talented artist?
As it turns out it was none of those things. He’s not pumping gas or anything, but his job is less than desirable, somewhat dangerous and would fit late night MSNBC.
I’ve read some of his status updates or comments he’s made on my page and to be perfectly honest, he seems a bit obtuse.
But he is still really cute!
Seeing the grown man version of him is such a disappointment. And even though I thought about him often over the last 20+ years, I really kinda wish I never knew. It was nice having this little fantasy in my head and now it’s just reality. He’s the kind of dude I wouldn’t give the time of day to now.
On the flip side, he’s probably thinking the same thing about me. Perhaps he didn’t expect me to be 50 pounds heavier than I was in the 9th grade. Or he thought I’d be happily married instead of raising a child alone. Maybe he things my job is wack.
Have you ever reconnected with a love, relationship or friend from your youth only to be disappointed in the adult they have become?