I don’t want to freakin’ remember what March 12 is (besides the birthday of Marc’s girlfriend, Rachel).
And, I especially don’t want my now twice divorced ex husband reminding me. To that end, I have deleted him from my friends list on Facebook. True, I don’t see any of his nonsensical postings anyway, but when all his likes have to do with mermaids (i.e. women who dress up as mermaids), I have to draw the line somewhere.
So, I drew it.
I’m convinced that he’s mentally not all there, as he still thinks the same way he did when he was 23 years old.
I should have booted him off my friends list sooner, like after my birthday when he and I got into an argument about his, um, religion. I think it’s a cult. He thinks he’s being enlightened by God. Oh, and the questions he asked about how I look (are you all grey haired now? he asked me. I’m not, but he IS responsible for a lot of them. I’ve earned every single one of ‘em, thankyouverymuch). And the prying into my personal life.
So, I’m done with him. I didn’t even tell him when I graduated from college. And he’s certainly not going to know when I get a job. That will lead to him borrowing money I’ll never see again.
I’ve never felt more free!
Now life can move on.
I should have done this ages ago!
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I’m Stef and this is where it’s @ !~
