Relationship #6 was absolutely a rebound of sorts. Before #6 happened, I was going on multiple dates. On one date, the man I met, let’s call him J, was funny, charismatic, and absolutely attractive. He decided we were best meant as friends, as, while I had a crush on him and hoped things would work out, I didn’t stop dating others since he wasn’t interested. This led to relationship #6.
Number 6 was also funny and charismatic; I just had an issue with his hygiene, especially the way he cared for his mouth. He apparently needed jaw surgery of sorts and braces, and his teeth were crooked enough that it was difficult for him to clean them properly. His breath always smelled, and while I really tried not to let it bother me, it absolutely did.
I still ended up hooking up with him though. I had decided if I could have sex without being in a relationship with #5, I could sleep around with others like my older sister had been doing. I figured the world didn’t end, I had fun, why not do it?
Due to the fact I really liked J, I wasn’t really wanting to be in a relationship with #6. However, after we hooked up, he asked me out on another date and then asked me to be his girlfriend. I thought about it for a moment and then said, “I am not looking for anything remotely serious right now.”
