Sometimes, I kind of wish I were friends with my ex again. I don’t know why. He’s pretty much an asshole. But at least he was someone I could talk to and feel superior to. Which is a pretty shitty basis for a friendship, I’ll admit.
I think the biggest thing that is stopping me from even a shitty friendship with him is the fact that he hasn’t changed. Even after I left with my daughter, he still acts the same as he did before I left. Instead of using the time to grow as a person, he’s exactly the same.
Perhaps I shouldn’t let it bother me so much, especially since we’re not together anymore. But I did spend five years with the guy and it was my first real relationship as an adult, so that has a way of affecting someone.
Hah, maybe I’m just lonely, since it’s early morning and no one’s really up to talk to.
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