It reminds me of my college girlfriend who turned out to be one when she became a stewardess at Delta.
This next guy is my hero.
I dumped the slut before I found out she cheated. It was one of the better days of our relationship. When I found out later, I wasn’t surprised by then.
I wouldn’t know as I don’t follow her or any other ex’s, but it seems appropriate.
I feel this way a lot of the time, not just Saturday. I hadn’t thought about doing the cough one, but I am now if someone doesn’t social distance or I can’t avoid them.
There are a lot of conversations I don’t start. As soon as I leave the house it’s on.
And this next one, I have way more conversations in my head than with others, even though it is about them. Just like the one above, it’s not worth it to talk to them, but way worth it to talk about them to me.
It’s why I don’t go to high school or college reunions. The people who are my friends and that I want to talk with, I do. If I don’t, this is the reason.
How I end 90% of my conversations, usually with one word…right, fine, good, ok.
When I give up trying because the other person just isn’t worth it (or all of my ex’s, I just wish I’d learned it in college).
Delusions of Adequacy 