Earlier this morning, my GF texted me asking, of all things, if it was okay to see her EX and it would be up to me to decide the make-up of the meeting. Basically, it wasn't as bad as her asking me if I could grab his tool and gently navigate it to her quip, but figuratively, it was the same request.
I responded by asking if she was high or as dumb as I always thought she was. She gets all huffy and accuses me of being authoritative, and points out that she at least asked and could've gone without telling me.
Anyway, long story short: I told her I was moving on and didn't need this nonsense. She starts to yap but I hung up the phone.
Some might think I was rash, but I've never been so much at peace with myself since being with her, and now I'm moving on.
I responded by asking if she was high or as dumb as I always thought she was. She gets all huffy and accuses me of being authoritative, and points out that she at least asked and could've gone without telling me.
Anyway, long story short: I told her I was moving on and didn't need this nonsense. She starts to yap but I hung up the phone.
Some might think I was rash, but I've never been so much at peace with myself since being with her, and now I'm moving on.