Final Word

I hope your weanie doesn't (does?) fall off from being with a hooker lady!

Turns out I've had LOTS of them. Because the ex-Psych prof doesn't break NC (thank goodness, his parents live with him--probably for the same reasons why my year old nephew doesn't live on his own) -The senior skit that mocked him in front of the student body. It mocked his habit of being a coward&running away. -Calling him a lying, arrogant bully, with some inspirational quotes thrown in (sheesh, I should be writing Hallmark cards, they were *THAT* sappy) -Bragging about my writing accomplishments, going to Boston (he had ALWAYS discouraged me from going to the "land of neurotic Puritans")-it's nice to know I violated his home turf. Whenever I showed interest in anything of his, he'd lost interest. If I brought up Wittgenstein, he'd change the conversation. During my oral examination on Augustine, he zoned out. Oh.... and the frosting on the cake was comparing him to a toddler mockingly. Knowing how much he HATED being mocked and HATED kids. Believe me, I remember once telling him "I can deal with those elementary school kids because you throw tantrums all the time." He did NOT like that. My year old nephew, whom I *LOVE* recently got attention by taking off his diaper&smearing poop on his face. Should I ask the ex-P if he's smeared poop on his face? I'd end it with "Just sayin'."

Those would be my last words. Ummmmm....they were my last words, actually. And I was serious.

Mine would be "karma's a bitch, huh"?

Ideal, thank you for this post. It's so nice sometimes to read posts on here that make you pee your pants with laughter instead of making you sad and teary eyed. Hugs to you!!! Veronrose

I'd tell him you fat fuck, go let someone else stick their finger up your stinking ass, you freak!!!! eeeeeeeekkkkkkk!!!!!!

When you look at me, you see a woman that has gained a few pounds (over 28 years). When I look at you, I see a black heart. AT LEAST I CAN CHANGE!!

.......................uh.....ah.....no....................

Me: Your mother should of had an abortion when you was born Him: wooooow... That what I told my ex ex narc when he didnt want me to keep his child

This would be it: http://www.schindermania.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/DSCF0005-1024x818.jpg

If he ever called again, I would ask who it is and then tell him I'm too busy to talk. I'm going to get my nails done.... and hang up.

This was my final email to him after confirming so much info about him and all his lies and cheating: "I know you now. You don't have to pretend you are a nice guy anymore. I got it. You are like a cockroach that runs from the light. And just like all cockroaches I will squish you under my foot if I ever set eyes on you again. You deserve to be exterminated, for you are a nothing more than a pest. I know that you already know this about yourself. If you ever decide to finally kill yourself and cant find the nerve, please give me a call and I will help convince you it's the right thing to do." for anyone that may comment : omg! Momoya! how could you write and encourage suicide?? I would say that he lied about his mental condition in order to gain sympathy, no doubt this disorder does has suicidal ideation but honestly at the time I wrote that - I absolutely did not care if he lived or died any longer.

I had so many "final" words after the Big D & D over the course of a few weeks before FINALLY going NC. First I wrote letters, emails, texts. Initially they were about how hurt I was, how much I loved him, I couldn't believe he was doing this to me, what about this, what about that, what about all the things you said to me and promised me? We had phone conversations. All in an attempt for me to "get it all out," vent, and have some sort of closure. As I learned more about his lies, how he never loved me, and how the whole relationship was a fraud from the beginning, I became more outraged and the letters were more accusatory and reflective of that. And in the end, I still don't really have closure. I re-read some of those letters and messages several times, and found I was repeating myself and not getting anywhere. I can see now that I was still struggling to make sense of a situation that doesn't make sense and never will because he's a Narc. I guess knowing that makes me quit spinning my wheels. And now with all the stuff I'm reading and still learning, I'm finding myself on some days so mad that I want to write him yet again and yell at him some more, cuss him out, or just hurl a bunch of insults at him about every one of his insecurities. "Yeah, you really AREN'T much to look at, you really ARE a dumb truck driver, with short arms and a fat gut, and you don't even know how to conjugate your verbs properly, you sadistic fuck!" But that would just make me come off like the crazy bitch and validate him some more, so I'm staying NC. The last text I sent him over 3 weeks ago I told him he was dead to me.

go back to your hit list and pick another of your bitches .... this chick just left the building ... BYE BYE ..YOU MONSTER !!