What He Doesn't Get in meh...

My ex called again today. I guess his girlfriend is at work and he needed someone to talk to.

Side note first:
He said, “I never hit you did I?” I said “Naw and if you did I’d have fucked you up!” and we had a laugh about that.

Anyway, he was whining as always about the girl child and this decision. He didn’t get it. I told him, she is now in survival mode. This is her rock bottom. She was already at my house and it’s been established that she can’t come here should something go wrong. She has to do what she has to do for herself. Of course we feel she’s ruining her life, but it’s her life. She will have to figure the shit out.

We already know that when she comes to us, whatever we are hearing won’t be the entire truth. Whatever she tells us is going to be part hogwash, part bullshit, and a little of truth sprinkled around the edges to make it go down easy. I haven’t trusted her for a long time because since she was able talk she’s been lying to me.

Don’t get me wrong. We have fun and crack jokes and it’s all good and we can get along, but when the lying starts, that means she’s done something stupid.

Anyway, he’s talking about how he’d been thinking about her situation all night. He’d gotten a text message from her. Don’t know what it’s about, don’t care. I don’t have the will to constantly lose my mind every time something happens. I get upset, sure, but I can’t stress about it. Got too much other stuff going on.

With that said, going to a new place for lunch with my buddy Sally.