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[badmanbean]

So, last night I sat down with a very nice bottle of single malt scotch and forced myself to make a decision about my ex i.e. wheather I will let her come back or not. Well half way thru the bottle I had an epiphany---Why should I always worry about hurting someone else's feelings without regard for my own? I guess that was how I was raised and I have to admit my parets are 2 of the greatest people in the world they married right of high school and remain to this day madly in love. So in my scotch enhanced stupor I figured for once I will put me first---There in end of lesson! Oh yes, Heather I do miss you!!

P.S. Heather is not the ex
Gotta love the great white north!