He messaged me tonight that he misses me.
And all I feel right now is that I'm still so mad about it all, I'm still living with generous friends, I'm still dealing with money problems caused by him, technical problems caused by him, emotional problems caused by him, feelings of hatred toward him caused by him.
Three months, two states, less and less communication, more of me forgetting, then me dredging it all back up, then me putting it neatly into a category: The Last Two Years Please Let's Not Speak of Them. Let's just not speak of them. Not yet. Because all I feel is that I hate him for existing.
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