Time waits for no one...
Life as I know it is progressing fairly well. New apartment, my bed, a job close by and free wireless internet. Yes, free! In the midst of no longer being in a relationship, I have started talking to one of my ex bf from when I lived in florida. We talked about my current exodus from a relationship and why we did not continue our relationship. We had a great conversation and a few things that were unresolved were finally cleared up. The underlying theme though is that he is depressed. Suicide was mentioned but briefly in passing. Two days later I talk with him and he is drunk saying that he has a .38 and he is ready to end it all. I am trying to talk him out and keep him calm and he diconnects. I see one of my good friends online and I tell him my ex's story. I also tell him the reason we ended our relationship, beside me leaving the state was that he is married. The next 20 minutes are spent on why I would wreck a home instead of how can I try and keep him from killing himself. It irked the fucking hell out of me because he wanted to know what I was thinking when I accepted dating him despite his marital status. So I told him throw a stone at me if it will make him feel better. I never said that I am perfect, far from it. It hurt that my friend got all moral on me when I hear about his fantasies or things that he does daily. I thought that we were beyond judging each other cause I sure as hell am not here to condemn anyone.
It has been a couple of days sine I have talked with my ex. I truly hope that he was just rambling through a drunken tirade of self pity that results in him just having a vicious hangover.
It has been a couple of days sine I have talked with my ex. I truly hope that he was just rambling through a drunken tirade of self pity that results in him just having a vicious hangover.