We've all had ex's in our lives right? Of course we have. It's amazing to me that people say that they are over you and it's quite obvious they aren't. I've had my fair share of crazy ex's you just can't be nice to. You think "what's the harm" it's been a while, they've obviously moved on, got married, started a family. Harmless right? WRONG. At the risk of generalizing, ex's are in the past and that's where they should stay. There is nothing to talk about anymore. Move on. They claim they just want to be friends but, no matter how the relationship ended, they are usually up to something. Keeping tabs on your life, rubbing your nose ever so slightly in how good they think they are doing since they been without you. GROW UP! I think most 6th graders have more on the ball than some of the lunatics I've come in contact with over the last few years. Human dumpster fires that blame everyone else for their problems. I've dealt with it and most recently, Susan has dealt with it as well. I don't feel the need to talk to ex's whether things ended on good terms or not. I'm not talking about the person you were friends with, dated a few times and decided it just wasn't right. I mean the people you had a long, serious relationship with. There was a connection, no matter how normal it seemed back then. Then later you asked yourself "what the hell was I thinking" we all have those. Nothing to be ashamed of. We all have people we've dated that we shouldn't have. Ignored friend's warnings, gut feelings and red flags galore. But, we marched forward thinking we could save them. I've come up with a new definition of these types of people. They're still the same asshole; they've just learned how to lie better. Make you feel bad about your accomplishments and achieving your goals or at least having some goals. You put up with all that and after all that ass wiping, they blame you for everything. No matter what little gleam you think you see of decency, at the end of the day, they are still who they are…Jerks and deadbeats and everything in between.
One of Susan's ex's came up to our camp site one night and was really quite pleasant. Drunk, but pleasant. It made me uneasy as I know it would be for Susan the other way around if an ex of mine came around. I wasn't out to hurt anyone's feelings, just voice my opinion. Caring very much about her man, she deleted him and his wife from myspace. She explained the situation politely and wished them both the best of luck. Which was responded by large, redundant, idiotic e-mails on pretty much how uppity we were and that he was the bigger person. It just proves you can't be nice, civil or mature about things with some people. Their cheap, parlor games and under the table insults were not deserved. I get tired of getting challenged by people half my IQ. They don't get it and they don't get that they don't get it. Even when people are given the opportunity to grow up, they simply choose not to. If I type anymore, I'm afraid I'll be feeding on the bottom with them. Good luck to them both and to anyone who thinks the world owes them something.
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