The Ex is in Chicago as a gift from his father for a week and I am angry that he always manages to get his way through coercing other people to finance his life. Angry actually doesn't do this feeling justice. Duped as always is maybe a better descriptor. He will not grow up, he will not become stable, he will not stop telling long-winded, far-fetched tales and no matter how much I love falling asleep next to him and pulling him in closer to me when I wake up, he is not suitable.
These are a lot of feelings. Especially since we've been broken up for nearly a year.
I think I have to fall in love with Someone New to really shake The Ex. I think falling in love with a new person will help me to realize that there are decent men out there who do not simply sponge off of you and make you think it is love when maybe it is love - but not fair love. The outlook on that front is kind of bleak though, as The Doctor and I seem to be stuck in the weekly drinks realm with neither of us pushing for more in the midst of our packed schedules. It should all just be easier. I'm beginning to think I'm just not that into The Doctor. What a shame.
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