Funny, every time I get an email from B, something about it niggles at me all day.  I was at the beach and figured out what it was today.

She said “you’re right, he did care for you. Not in the way you wanted and hoped for, but I know it was more than sex.  You tried really hard, too hard for your own good really.   Maybe it had deteriorated to nothing more than sex, and anger and heartbreak or seems that way.”

First of all, how in the world can she speak to what I wanted or hoped for.  I’ve never opened that up for discussion.  And how can she speak to how he felt?  She wasn’t there.  She wasn’t in that relationship.  I find it arrogant and passive aggressive at best for her to be speaking for me, and for him.  Let him speak for him, let her stop qualifying our relationship to make it suit her emotional state, or need to assure herself that it wasn’t up to the level of hers.  For all she knows,it was way past that, and I know it was in many ways, but couldn’t maintain that level with a liar. She has no idea, and shouldn’t pretend to me or herself or anyone else that she does.  As for it deteriorating, she has no fucking clue what she’s talking about, and I resent that she even has the audacity to attempt it.  All I know is he cared for me, I don’t need it qualified by her in any way, and in fact resent it.  She has no fucking idea what she’s talking about.  She’s hoping that’s what it was.  That may be what S told her.  A proven and bonafide liar.  To regurgitate that to me in an email is ludicrous, insensitive and again, passive aggressive.

In one of her earlier emails, she said she would “let S respond to it.”  Well isn’t that fucking big of her, to let S respond to my email about the BS that he tried to shove down my throat.  As if she owns him.  When I was with him, his mantra was, “Don’t tell me what to do.”  And I didn’t want a man I could tell what to do.  I wanted one who could stand on his own two feet.

She’s letting him speak, how nice.  And she’s speaking for him. How not nice.  And for me. Pisses me right off.

So, I’ve taken steps to assure that it won’t happen again, that I won’t have to listen to one more word of BS from either of them.  And hopefully, this will be my last post about them. so that I can erase them and this incredible amount of BS from my life.

As they say in Looney Toons, That’s All Folks.   The end.