He texted me and I told him I was angry and disappointed but didn’t want to discuss it over text. He shot back that whatever my problem was must be about him, so let’s hear it. So I told him I had a real issue with him sexting other women. He tried to turn that around as being my fault. WHAT THE FUCK EVER!
I thought things were better. Then in recent weeks he was back to his old antics on Twitter again, and my suspicions were raised.
This morning a friend confirmed my worst fears.
Oddly, I’m ok with this being the end. And it IS the end. When I hear from him this morning I’m going to tell him I can’t talk because I’m angry. That way he can spend the day wondering.
I don’t know who the other woman is this time, but I also have my suspicions there. Bitch wants to tweet about karma? Good. Karma’s coming for you, girl. Even if it’s not who I think it is, karma’s still coming for someone.
Twitter and Kik are the fucking devil.
I won’t completely let go of my sigh of relief until Sunday night when I know is the latest the girl in question will be back home.
I may have breathed a sigh of relief too soon.
A couple of weeks ago we talked openly and honestly about what went on right after we “broke up” and he told me that a friend of his tried to fix him up with someone. He confessed he’d talked to her a bit, texted her, etc. She lives far away from us, so I wasn’t worried about much more than that happening, but he did say that she was going to be passing through our area this week, and the friend that introduced him to her was hoping they could all get together for drinks tonight.
Ugh.
We never spoke about it again, and the only time she came up in conversation was when he told me that he’d been ignoring texts from her. While that was comforting, I still worried about tonight. For the last two days I’ve been a bundle of nerves, and even had to leave the house for a few hours this morning because I was a mess worrying about it. I didn’t want to ask him because if it was still on I wanted him to bring it up himself.
Well, he’s with me tonight. I guess that answers that question. As curious as I am, I’m still not going to ask about her.