He actually called me - said he wasn't trying to start WWIII with this.
I asked him, Why now? Nothing when I had my appendix out, nothing when I really needed someone...I've been on my own for years. He said he couldn't be there, then. He just wanted to move forward. He said he was just trying to do something nice. I said yeah, that always made you feel good about yourself. I just cut it short, said whatever, if you want to drop something off for the kids, that's fine. It is nice.
I'm sure this says something about me, that I am not highly evolved or whatever. That we would never have had a chance of getting back from this place, after all.
But he has made his choice. And I have been hurt so much...
Never thought that the two of us would ever end up like this.
