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... And says "good boy"

I'm more than 10 years out from Dday. I don't come around here very often anymore, and unfortunately, I see a lot of new usernames in here.

I just wanted to pop in to share; XWW texted me to ask if I ever thought about getting back together because she does.

I managed to keep the petty little demon in me in check, and responded "No, I don't. I think we are a mismatch. I think we're doing a good job raising the kids, and I am content with the way things are."

I have 2 years to go until retirement (with my full pension and retirement assets) and the house the kids were born in, which I got by acting quickly to set her free to her new lover. Now, she's got a string of ex-boyfriends, is no longer as desirable as she once was (since there's no depth to her personality at all), and is pining to get back together with the controlling, boring, uncaring monster she cheated on.

I think I'll go on a little vacation next week with my new love. Me.

So glad you value your peace! And congrats on reaching "meh".

And yeah, she reaped what she sowed. No tiny violins for her.

Hello CM! I looked at your member #. You are a veteran.

Your post resonated with me. I'm not quite as far out as you, but I have noticed some changes in me of late. Luke your EXWW, mine has the personality of a wet beach towel. Things have definitely not worked for her post Dday, and I must admit that I do take a small measure of solace, not pleasure, in that, more of a reap-sow thing.

The funny thing is recently I've been having dreams about her, where she comes back with her hat in hand voicing regret, not remorse of course. She could never manage that. Now, I realize the subconscious is a powerful driver, but I don't think I have feelings for her. What I think is that my initial anger and revulsion towards her is lessening and I now see her as a sad individual who has lost everything and gained nothing.

It sounds like you've reached a place of contentment and that's a good thing. Best of luck as you journey forward.

They always come back around hoping for scraps of what we used to dole out willingly, lovingly. Mine called and tried to entice me to reconcile. He was offering me the position of side chick, though. He wanted me to uproot my life, quit school, give up my elderly pets to a shelter, pack my things and meet him in Kuwait. He even found me two different jobs I could work at to make my own money. The catch, Shrek would still be looking after his apartment back in the States. He even offered to break up with her for good for me once our contracts ended and we returned! I just laughed and hung up. No words necessary.