Fighting my way out of the dark - Part 6

[Holding]

Yeah, for anyone who wants a great read, I highly recommend Dday's story. It's crazy! (And before anyone asks, no, I don't see that happening for my sitch.)

Anyway, Monday (our anniversary) went by without either of us talking, texting, or even looking at each other. I think that was the best possible outcome.

This morning STBXW asked me for a ride to work so she wouldn't have to drop money on an Uber. The thought of it did make me uncomfortable, and the memory of her telling me "F*ck you" from Sunday after church is still pretty raw. But I'm trying to play nice with her, not because I'm trying to nice her back, but because being a raging a-hole is not who I want to be. I told her she could have a ride, as long as she didn't cause any trouble. She acted offended and said she's not the one who does that. (Insert forthcoming 2x4 here. But remember I'm not trying to save my M any more.)

After waiting about 10 minutes for her, I knocked on her door. She said that she was getting an Uber and that she sent me a text. So I left.

As I was driving away, the text came through (my cell signal in the house is cr@p). She said what I said to her was rude and hurtful. She said I'm to blame for the arguments just as much as her. She said she'll no longer offer me an olive branch, and she'll only communicate with me via text and email.

The text left me feeling kind of empty inside. I didn't reply. Not sure what I'm looking for from y'all. I guess I'm just journaling to get this off my chest.

(Anyone else notice this place seems to have slowed down lately?)