Two years ago, I would have laughed in your face if you told me that R. (my ex) and I would be two civil human beings towards one another... especially when it came to emotionally supporting one another.
A year ago, I would have laughed in your face had you told me that I would say W's (my ex's girlfriend) name without having fire burn in my eyes and smoke come out my ears.
But time changes things.
Two months ago when I broke things off with Spencer, I was heartbroken. R. wasn't mean. He told me he was sorry. Sorry for all the pain he had put me through. Sorry for all the pain I was currently suffering. He let me immerse myself in our children.
I decided it was my turn to forgive.
I forgave him.
I forgave W.
I decided that it was time for me to accept that W. was going to be part of my boys' future and move on. I told R. it was fine if she wanted to join us at the boys' birthday party.
So, I was completely thrown for a loop tonight when W. called me crying to tell me her and Robbie were done. All I could say was I was sorry...I don't wish a break-up upon anyone.
My head is still swirling.
I don't know what to make of all of this.
Last Mango in Paris
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