seeing him monday...
seeing him monday...
I called my ex last night, first time I've had any contact with him since I told him I hoped he would kill himself. I need to go to his house to make sure the x-rated videos we made (at his request, so he could stop watching porn and focus on me- he said) are erased from his computer. We agreed on monday at 1:00.
He is being so pleasant about everything that its very easy to deal with him. He's not trying to get me back. He knows its over, is willing to take "the blame" admit he is a liar, etc. Its actually quite bizarre.
I am also going to remove the keylogger I installed to spy on him.
I no longer care.
I had him change all his passwords so I can no longer access his accounts.
I installed the keylogger during our most recent "attempt." I had to know. I didn't trust him, but was willing to see.
Of course nothing had changed. And actually I learned that the extent of his deception ran deeper than I had even imagined!
I gave up "spying" a few weeks ago. Maybe its been so easy for me stop because I've already been gone for a year, and only monitored him for a month, but at this point I truly don't give a shit what he's doing or what lies he is telling. I am choosing to focus on myself.
I need him to be there to open up all his email accounts for me to search for these videos.
He is being Sooo understanding about this. I believe he will actually help me with this. I know how he operates. He'll truly erase it all because A. He doesn't care to see it anyway- he prefers pornstars. And B. He needs to see himself as a "nice" and "helpful" guy.
He was never overtly abusive anyway. Always so sweet. But his actions and his words never matched up. He would act oblivious. He rarely got angry. He made sweet sweet promises and spoke eloquent words of apology and appeasement. But nothing ever changed.
When I see him Monday, he will be polite, generous and helpful. Obsequious.
Still, I know that seeing him is bound to affect me. Although I'll be damned if I let him realize it!
He acts if we never shared years of our lives together. It still stings me to realize that I was that insignificant to him but convinced myself I mattered. It makes me feel stupid for believing the illusion.
I know our interaction Monday will be pleasant as pie, but so fake polite and corn syrupy sweet as to make me ill.
Its getting easier, but still, it bothers me to realize that I never existed to him at all.
I think of what I would do
i will know tomorrow breiseis!
A good report about these x
i havethecandy
jeez!
They were boxed up for over
ihtc
Used, the sad thing is...
Ewww the sickly nice fake
Scoop, you are right
scoop
It saddens me that i would