Ok still not doing well today. An emotional basketcase. Called H to tell him off-- in fact I called to remind him that in 1996 when I was in college and I broke up with him. H had taken it very hard and had lost lots of weight. i remember when I saw him I went back to my dorm room crying becuase of how thin he had gotten b/c of how I hurt him. I had called him begging him to eat and telling him that I don't like seeing him that way. I was hurt because he was hurt. Now, when I am hurt, H wants to hear none of it. I told him that is not a friend. He then went into I kicked him out and I called the cops on him (yes, because H and I was fighting and in his ignorance he was throwing my brand new furniture out on the lawn. Broke them up and so I called the cops), and he said he wasn't coming back. Anyway, we got into this brief fight that I kicked him out because of his behavior. Then I brought up him buying expensive ccokware -- yes, I did. It's like I can't stop myself today. And of course he got mad at that saying I don't even know what I'm talking about or what's going on. Oh, he loves to say that, you don't know what's happening. I asked him to go ahead and just change his cell #, this was one of his favorite tactics to do when he tried briefly to walk away from OW, but b/c of son and other reasons he always gave her the # back. Anyway, he hanged up on me saying that he will call me back he needs to clear his head. And I texted him, "DON'T call me back for weeks/months. You r dead to me here on. In fact PLEASE change ur cell #. I HATE YOU!! We wer never friends to begin with." He texted back, "Ok thanks".
