Christ in a sidecar.
I'm about to do an hour long drive to the house in which my ex resides. To pick up some artwork for my new digs.
And she asks me to pick some milk on the way over.
You. Cannot. Write. This. Stuff.
I've always had amicable splits from every person I've ever had a serious relationship with, and can't imagine thinking twice about something like that. Not familiar with your situation, though, so I'm sure you have your reasons for hesitating.
It's amicable. Just strange.
@Palindromeman strange when new. new can mean weeks to months to years. hang in there
@crazycurlz Copy that.
She needs milk and thought u should accomodate her.
Which I did. She and I are still friends. We chatted for an hour this morning. An odd feeling.
nah, that is mild, an ex of mine who scored 1/2 million brand new house off me, tried to get her family to beat me up, rang me from a hospital once. Wanted some liver.
Took me 3 years sometimes 24/7 but she got it. She will be 5 years post transplant this October.
You are a good guy
Christ in a sidecar, I hope she was worth it.
@Palindromeman well her youngest son still had a mother when he finished school, he invited me to meet his girlfriend 2 weeks back on his 21st. His mother admits she wouldn't do the same for me, and I know that is true. But what do you do? I had to agree to provide the support or she wouldn't have gone on the transplant list.
@Rugglesby Good man.
I hope you did pick up some milk. I always ask myself: would i do that for a friend? and if the answer is yes, then I do it no matter how weird it feels.
I did. Because, you know, you could I not? At this point in proceedings, swinging by the shops to get a litre of milk was the least I could do.
@Palindromeman Good man!
Is the breakup recent? It was so hard to go pick up my kids at "my" house when I first separated from my first wife. That was about 35 years ago. Wounds have healed. I hope time treats you kindly.
Officially, it was December 2016 - but there had been blood in the water for a long time before that. It was a relief, truth be told. What nearly killed me was breaking up with my lover. That still requires some work to get over.