Feb 21, 2005 04:49
The past several months have been extremely busy for me. I'm still working 2 jobs (although I've reduced my part-time job hours), in a relationship with Jorge, and am now officially a slumlord (more on that later).
I've removed some people from my friends list. This is something I meant to do months ago but just never took the time to do. I'm not holding any grudges against any of the people I dropped -- well, to some of them I still hold residual feelings of disappointment. I just feel I need to separate as much as possible from any sort of prior life with my ex. A couple of them I still like as a person, but with a breakup comes the division of friends, and I feel I'm just doing something that has naturally happened and should have been done long ago.
I'm still living with my ex, which has proven strange at times. He was actually really nice to me yesterday, which caught me off guard. For months, the only time he usually talked to me was to inform me of something I did that bothered him, or some chore that needed to be done that he felt should be assigned to me. I could do the same in return, but I just can't waste energy doing that. He still ignores Jorge, despite my specific instruction that he is to treat Jorge with as much respect as I treat his boyfriend. To be fair to my ex, I gave him many opportunities to turn his attitude and behavior around, but he just wasn't interested in doing so.
However, my interest in rebuilding a good friendship with my ex ceased a few months ago, when I was in the middle giving him yet another chance at friendship, and I discovered that months before we broke up, he had messed around with at least two friends of mine. Now, I admit that we both strayed during the last year of our relationship, so it wasn't the fact that he had been with someone else. It was more the fact that he had done so with my friends, and that one of these indiscretions was shortly after my ex had begged me to hold out on breaking up until the end of the school year. After hearing this, I felt extreme disappointment towards several people. My ex had made out looking like a poor victim, and these friends of mine let my image be tarnished when they knew better. Oh well, time to move on. And I have, at least as much as one can, with him holding on to this house as if it'll be the only house he'll live in ever again.
I hope to recount some things that have happened since my last entry over the next few weeks, and to begin updating more frequently on new events as they occur. It will take me some time to catch up on my LJ friends list, but I hope to read that most have had more good times than bad.
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