You can’t be part of my life like that anymore. We are not together anymore.

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You don’t have to communicate to me every time you are reminded of me by 1) seeing a Karmann Ghia, my favorite car, and texting me a picture, 2) attending a thing in Washington, DC, where one of my favorite journalists/talking heads, Chuck Todd, is speaking, and texting me a picture, 3) telling me that you’re glad to see my sense of humor back when I spit at you that, in your new relationship, you realize he’s the girl and she’s the guy.

It’s a manifestation of how you have no boundaries.  How you want to reach out to all sides all the time — to the old woman and the new woman, the old son and the new son, the old daughter and the new daughters, the old friends and the new friends…no, wait a minute, there are no new friends for you…but you just keep hoping everyone’s ok with what you did.  Are we all good?  All good?

When this first happened, and I texted you about something I needed an answer on, for instance, the TV not working, and you didn’t get back to me in a reasonable time frame, and I then texted, Is she there?  Are you fucking her?  And you asked me if you could talk to me a minute and you asked if this is how it’s going to be now…if he doesn’t get back to me immediately I ask him if he’s fucking her.  I didn’t know what I was going to say, but I said, I don’t know.  Maybe.  And you said, You can’t be part of my life like that anymore.  We are not together anymore.

Well, this is sort of like that.  You can’t be a part of my life like that anymore.  We are not together anymore.

If you are reminded of me by something in your new life, I don’t care to know.  You don’t have to keep me in the loop by text me.

In choosing your new life you, have forfeited everything from the old life — sharing memories of what I like, enjoyment of my humor, entitlement to my whereabouts, hopes and dreams and plans, and ALL cross pollination — except logistical conversations about detangling our financial lives and decisions about our children.

Moving on.

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