Had an nice text chat with Addison this morning.  Told him about the house, sent pics. He was very happy for me. Loved the house. 

He’s so sweet, a good friend. He’s in love, and despite what my personal thoughts have been about that, he’s happy with her, and happy where he’s living. I told him I’m very happy for him, that he deserved to be happy. 
His girlfriend is not jealous, because Addie gives her no reason to be. She and I are FB friends though we never talk.  But still I know that she knows all about me, knows how he loved me for a long time, but is sure of him.  As it should be. 

He told me that I was instrumental in his life and he will always love me.  I told him I love him too, as s good friend, that he’d gotten me through a whole lot too. Like the day I was dumped, Addie sat with me for 4 hours on the phone from New Mexico doing what he could to get me through. I will never forget his love and compassion and kindness. And how he hated Scott for me when I couldn’t. Lol. 

He’s never once done anything or said anything unkind to me. He has loved me completely, and I’ve broken his heart a couple of times, mostly because of misplaced loving of Scott. But Addie still loves me, the person I am.  So much different from the man I did love, who plays people against each other, inciting jealousy to feed his narcissistic ego. 

Well, I love addie too. And I can honestly say I don’t love Scott.  Addie ended with “I love you, stay well.” I ended with. “You too. Love you back. Stay in touch.”

That’s how it should be.