How I Became Best Friends with My (Then)-Boyfriend’s Ex

dater-diary-embed-my-ex-is-my-bffA month after I started my blog in 2010, I took the bus from JFK into the city. As I got on the bus in my Jessica Simpson slingbacks (ridiculous, I know), the driver took zero pity on me and took off. I went crashing with my bag and my floppy hat right into the aisle. I looked up and locked eyes with a blue-eyed hunk who simply asked, “You alright?” before helping me to my feet.

I didn’t know it then, but that was the day I met my very first New York love, Scott.

We talked the whole ride, then took the same train uptown and exchanged numbers. A few days later, we went on our first date to Bryant Park for coffee and conversation. Though, the topic of discussion wasn’t the typical one for a first meeting—instead, we just chatted away for nearly six hours about our exes. No joke.

Originally published on Women’s Health Online. To read the rest, click here.

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One thought on “How I Became Best Friends with My (Then)-Boyfriend’s Ex

  1. really? talking about ex´s….hasn´t worked for anybody that I know. I don´t want to meet a girl and she telling me all about her ex, what do I care. I want her to tell me repeatedly how nice, charming, smart and handsome I am. Although I cold by a CD with a woman´s voice that´s recorded in it all those things so I can hit play and hear it every morning. Really, talking about ex´s isn´t ther a bit of jealousy or for you or him you already set up certain expectation right off the bat….. But hey, if it worked for you and you´re happy that´s all that counts.

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