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I Hate You More – Meeting the Female Mr Horrible
There may have been a time in my life when I may have cared what people thought of me. Not counting any of the time when I was married. Those years don’t count because I wasn’t myself, I was some crazed Stepford Wife version of myself which existed only in that toxic ass relationship. I have since booted that bitch version of myself and told her to kick rocks. So maybe I gave a shit way back when I was a teenager. Since then, things have changed.
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Pandemic Graduation – Surprise, the Ex is Still an Asshole
My youngest son has graduated high school. Thanks to COVID-19 the graduation ceremony was first cancelled, then postponed, then it evolved into this weird drive-thru event at a race track.
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Celebrating the Divorce
Sometimes you just wanna forget. But it's important to remember why I got divorced and celebrate the reasons it happened in the first place.
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Blocking the Blockhead…
There is nothing worse than having just drifted off to sleep, then being woken up by my phone ringing only to realize that it’s none other than mr horrible. Especially when mr horrible calls 3 times in a row because I don’t answer. It’s after midnight in every time zone, you inconsiderate prick!
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Words Fall On Deaf Ears…
I should have written the point paper. I was going to write a paper. I talked about doing this at length with my best friend over the phone. The intention was so I could say my piece to my brother without interruption or tangents. More specifically so I could keep a cool head about me. In the end I made a mistake and capitalized on an opportunity to have a dialogue with my brother about the current difficulties we have been experiencing since we decided be roommates. I should have saved my breath.
