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I told myself, no more about the Dreaded Ex. But Last Friday was the last straw.
I was down town with Lollypop Girl and her daughter, M, having a good time. We were buying lunch and then heading to the park, when the Dreaded Ex and her latest boyfriend walked by. At first I didn't it realise it was her, and saw her staring at me, so I smiled. As soon as I did though, it clicked, but the smile didn't go away. Instead an icy glare came my way and she pointed and said something to her boy. They walked past, and I told Lollypop what happened and she looked around to see the Dreaded Ex and said she was nothing special. At just the same moment as we were both looking after her, her boy turned around to glare at us and stuck his finger up at me. Don't even know this boy and he felt the need to be rude.
So we headed to the park and watched little M run around playing on the play equipment. When we decided to go, she held my hand, said I was her new friend and that she was happy we could go for a drive in my car. We headed into the mall to buy M a pop top and walking past a salon, I looked in to see the Dreaded Ex having her nails done. Her new beau was standing beside her looking awfully bored but when he saw me, stuck his finger up again. Once again, my mind played tricks on me and I smiled at her and she said something to girl doing her nails and she turned around to look and made a face at me. Complete strangers acting like I'm the worst in the world.
Once again, while holding onto M's hand (she hadn't let go) I told Lollypop Girl the latest event. She said she saw the Dreaded Ex, couldn't figure out why I was smiling at her and stuck her finger up her and mouthed 'F**k off'.
Now, what I can't understand is, a single mother, crying out for more child support, not able to feed herself or her child, can't pay rent and is about to be evicted - how can she afford to get her nails done? Nice to see where that money is going!!
I tried to forget it all, but my blood was boiling and I was hurt that complete strangers - to both the Dreaded Ex and I - were talking about me behind my back. I dropped Lollypop Girl and M home and headed back into town, as I had to buy my mum a birthday present. I avoided that salon and headed into K-Mart and on my way out, I saw the Dreaded Ex, surrounded by her groupies pointing at me, laughing at me, and whispering behind their hands.
I had had enough. I would have gone and punched her but my swing is fairly lame (I hit like a girl - luckily I am one though hehe). Instead I headed across the street and phoned my boy. I told him the latest happenings and that I was sick of her speading rumours about me - that I was a slag, who stole her husband away and that I'm trying to steal her daughter blah blah blah... It gets around. The Dreaded Ex has talked to so many people she doesn't even know that she has told this to one of my friends, and an old workmate, who both told me what she has been saying.
So anyway, I told my boy, he had to talk to her. I had done nothing to her and it was just rude what she was doing. He told me to just tell her to go f**k herself. That was the last straw for me. I burst into tears and told him it was about time he stood up for ME for a change, that the Dreaded Ex still had him wrapped around his little finger and that I was feeling like I was nothing to him. He told me he loved ME and always stood up for me, denied the finger wrapping part and said he would say something to her.
unfortunatley I had to walk past the groupies to get to my car, so as I walked past (this time there were only a few dirty stares my way) I told the Dreaded Ex to go f**k herself. I don't think she heard coz I didn't get a reaction.
Once I got home, I burst into tears again, from the stress and embarressment of it all. I fell asleep on the lounge and woke a few hours later to my boy calling. He said he had spoken to her and she had abused the hell out of him, and called me every name under the sun and that I deserved all the bad publicity she was spreading. He hung up on her in the end.
And you know what? I am the bigger person in this situation - I smiled her. Not once, but twice. And what does she do????
I don't want to steal her daughter, I met my boy six months after she moved out and she made it perfectly clear she didn't want any reconcilation in the marriage, and I was even trying to start conversations and be friendly to her the first few times I saw her, only to have her knock me back and turn her nose up at me.
Its very frustrating...
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Dear Hornylittlepoker,
Yep, I have to agree.
Don't let this get to you, be the bigger person, and life will reward you for your grace.
Sorry, but we all have to cry now and then, but knowing what you post, you will recover just fine.
Love & Peace,
jwcj
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Posted by jwcj
on 2008-02-05 08:21:43
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Thanks J. I'll get over it. Its just very frustrating!!
On a different note - just reading through it again, I missed a very important fact. When I said buying lunch with Lollypop girl - I bought mine and she bought some for M. She ate nothing. Hmmmmm.....
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Posted by HornyLittlePoker
on 2008-02-06 05:24:22
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keep your chin up babe. itll work out in the end. i know he makes you happy. and that you will find a way to fix it.
you know where i am if you want a chat.
xoxox
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Posted by littlebabyzombiec...
on 2008-02-13 10:41:44
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i know it doesn't feel like much, but smiling at her is only encouraging her anger...in the end, she's worse off than you. let her be petty. don't let the actions of other affect how you act.
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Posted by aime2please
on 2008-06-02 19:17:52
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