Everyone’s been voicing their opinion about the Rhianna and Chris Brown situation and shocked, the agreed general population incredulously conclude that she is 100% insane. She’s following the footsteps of Tina Turner and Ike. WTF?!

But let’s just ponder on this together for a brief  moment. We’ve all been there.. of course, to a much lesser extent but blinded by our emotional attachment and loving feelings, we often do stupid things for our significant other. This may be a plethora of something, anything and everything but everybody has met somebody who makes them feel like nobody.  Anybody agree?  I call these WTF relationship moments.

Surprisingly, with my logic, level-headness, unemotional detachment and reason, I too have been victim of a WTF relationship moment.

Yes my friends. That was sarcasm. Learn it.

Saturday night.  It was raining. I was home after going out earlier that night.  He was leaving a work function, plastered of course. We texted each other back and forth whilst at our individual functions.  Did I want to see him later?  I could go over to his place afterwards. I was already home.  Why couldn’t he just come over?  Not sure.  He was taking a cab back now. I lived 5 minutes away. I concured. I got to his place… at the agreed upon time.

Mother f-er had a f-ing locked entrance into the complex. I dialed his cell. No response. I texted. No response. I dialed again.  Maybe 5+ times.  Great.  I am now officially the psycho girl he’s dating.  Oh, did I mention it is POURING CATS AND DOGS? I have a new umbrella with me.. a cheap piece of crap I got from Ross. I say cheap because by the end of the night, the umbrella has broken and I am walking in the POURING RAIN to my car to drive home. But before that.. I stand there – trying to stay shielded from the rain.  Can I break into the garage?  Maybe I can dial someone random and hope they will let me  in.  Tha’ts what they do in the movies, right?  Instead, I dial a girlfriend. I tell her my situation and ask if I should leave or wait.

I DO NOT KNOW WHY I NEEDED SOMEONE TO TELL ME TO LEAVE.  WHY I DID NOT LEAVE IS BEYOND ME….

My girlfriend tells me .. if I really want to see him, I should wait 10 more minutes. 10 minutes turned to 15. And somehow 15 turned to an unbelieveable hour. Maybe more. I try to forget and pretend I am not confident of how long though deem down, I must have waited around for 2 hours. I even considered texting or calling his roommate. I was desparate. I was pathetic. And after about 45 minutes, the blend of wind and rain had broken my umbrella and I went home. Oh.. and he passed out. That’s how drunk he was. He got home and just passed out. Yes.. I fall for men like this. And no, this did not end our relationship.  Some other explosive and combative experience did .. but the point is…

I did a pretty insanely and dumbfounding thing because … well.. I’m not sure.  But take that confusion and multiply it by infinity and you have Rhianna going back to Chris Brown.