Yes, I stupidly played match-maker and set them up on a double date with me and my boyfriend-at-the-time.
The date was a success and they ended up starting a relationship. Everything was going great. She would gush about him every day to me, and he would tell me how awesome she was.
Then one day, things started going downhill. She would complain to me about little things he had done, and he, in turn, would get my ear and tell me that she was being kind of difficult. They would also both little jokes about how if I didn’t introduce them they wouldn’t be as stressed out. I’d laugh, but think about what my mother always says: A lot of truth is said in jest.
As the months went on, and I saw that playing Cupid was bad enough, but playing therapist was worse, they eventually Continue reading