Go with your gut... in Fresh Start...

So apparently my gut is pretty much always dead on. I got a phone call today from the ex around 12:15 while I was at work. He was higher than a kite and no I don’t mean like he smoked weed. He was apparently smoking more synthetic cannebinoid bullshit, you know the stuff that can be pretty dangerous or even cause seizures. He was repeatedly telling me that he was sorry and retarded and that was when I could understand him because he was mumbling and slurring his words pretty badly. I was busy at work so I excused myself from the phone call and told him we would talk later. Before I did though, I was trying to ask him how long he’d been back at it and he wouldn’t really give me a straight answer so I asked him if the drugs were the reason he refused to come see me this past weekend and he said yes.

So several hours later, after I get home from work, he texts me like hey what are you doing so I was like I just got home and got situated. So I called him and was like what are you doing? And he starts telling me he’s buying a cable for his stereo or something. So I start bringing up the drugs and he’s like no I’m only smoking weed. And I’m just like are you fucking kidding me right now? He had absolutely no recollection of calling me earlier and lied to me yet again. Then of course he starts getting defensive and attacking me and I’m like no, I have nothing to do with your bad decisions, you’re the reason you don’t live here anymore. And he basically is trying to play it off like it was a one time thing and he doesn’t know why he told me that the drugs were the reason he didn’t come see me. Then he basically starts trying to blame me for his drug use bc I told him a friend of mine, who I used to date and his mother were going to come see me this weekend bc they live a couple hours away and they want to see my animals because I have several farm animals. And apparently he was upset about that and I don’t care how he feels. You know what, no I don’t give a fuck how you feel because your lying and drug use ended this relationship and if my friend had the time and the money to come up when he still lived here I still would’ve said sure. In fact there were a couple of times that we planned something but then money issues or work schedules ruined the plans and who’s to say that won’t happen this time.

Then he compares it to me being jealous of a couple of girls he’s supposedly friends with. And I’m like it’s not the same thing dude bc right after we broke up you were sending one of the girls pictures of your dick and the other one you were recently telling her that in high school or college or whatever that all the boys worshipped her and she was your queen. So no… not the same fucking situation at all. So go fuck yourself.