M’s b-day, that is. The day I make a very radical statement. There is no gift for M. There is no card for M. There will be no special meal for M. I won’t even acknowledge the date until he pushes the issue. At that time I will ask him if he remembers what he gave to me on my last b-day. At his expected blank look, I will tell him exactly what transpired on that day six months ago. I will then say, “it hurts, don’t it?” and walk away.
I will be strong no matter what happens.
Oh, as an extra, added bonus to the story of yesterday, M informed me that he has put His Dream on hold for 30 years because the women in his life wanted something else. You see, he has wanted nothing more than to live on a boat these last 30 years, but the women he “loved” insisted that they must have a house to live in. All of the houses he has lived in since making his life-altering philosophy shift has been an albatross around his neck. My question is, “why didn’t you attach yourself to a woman who wanted to live on a boat?” But of course he has no answer to that.
October 3, 2012 at 7:06 pm
The birthday. Uuggghhh! Always a production like they’re 5-years-old!! You are going to called a hateful and ungrateful bitch, whore, slut or whatever crappy word he likes to use. Eight months after leaving my abusive X, he texted me on his birthday. I said happy birthday. That wasn’t enough for him. I told him I wished him well. He texted me all kinds of venom. All I could text was, “I’m sorry you feel that way.” I was much stronger than I thought after 8 months. No desire to return to that pit. I hope tomorrow is the last birthday you need to deal with of his. 🙂
October 5, 2012 at 6:05 am
I’m so dying to know how he takes that. Sucker!!
October 5, 2012 at 9:21 am
You get what you give! Tell him you will pay for a couple of months of Match.com so he can find his houseboat bitch! Good luck and fill us in!