She believed what I said, and with good reason, I meant everything I said. After I told her to move out, she called me and told me it'd take awhile to get movers to come to the house so she could move. I told her to pick up the phone call the movers and get out. Timid doodler was riding the wave.
For the longest time I thought that if I lived with the "friendly" routine it would make a difference. However, it did not. Not in the least. I wouldn't call myself timid by any stretch, but with the ex I guess I was for some reason. Not sure why.
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To be clear though, I'm the same nice I've always been, but I won't allow myself to be used as a doormat. By the way, the OM doesn't come near my sons; for some reason he thinks I'll break his neck. Strange.
Same here. I told the OM that I'd break his legs. And he knew that I would have done it.
There are moments in this life when you are so confident in the rightness of your actions, that not even for a second do you consider the option that you might be wrong.
