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Parallel



I kind of like this idea of being your emotional support animal and having you play with my hair. Our lives haven’t changed that much. They have just adjusted parallel to deal with all the things in our lives. We have unfinished business, that’s for certain but we also have a child together and that’s not going to ever change no matter how old he is.


We have choices that  we have made, and we live separate lives even if they run parrellell but I am not sure that our end game agendas match. I am going one way you’re probably going another.


I can turn it off and stop giving a shit easily because that is the animal you have turned it into. I have a life that you just run parallel to. If you are not actively involved in my life you don’t need to be there. You make the choices with that, not me but don’t complain and call when I’m living my best life without you  or the eventual moment when I will be unavailable to to you again. It’s coming. I’m not going to spend my life alone miserable waiting on you to make a decision.


I have not forgotten how you destroyed everything that was important in my life to make me dependent on you, multiple times…but somehow I never crawled back asking for your help. I’d rather suffer in silence, alone. Than to ever give you that power.


Now you’re life is falling apart and you’re crawling to me when you need emotional support, it’s funny how that worked out isn’t it? When I needed you, you weren’t there. Now that you need me, you get upset if I don’t answer the phone call or if I’m in a bad mood.

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