I HATE seeing my ex’s name come up on my phone. ESPECIALLY at work when I’m trying hard to be productive. (Unlike now, when I’m writing tomorrow’s blog at work.) He’s given up on trying to be cordial to me by letting me know when he’s shifting money around, etc., but sometimes our daughter disseminates important news by texting both of us at the same time.
I get it. I just don’t like it.
I changed his name on my phone at first to “Mr. Duplicity.” A little shout out to Alanis Morissette. It gave me some wicked pleasure, but it still wasn’t satisfyingly right, and it was disruptive in a different way.
I tried “Cheater.” “Asshole.” The usual. Does anyone else do this?
Got a text back from him to my daughter and me for the first time in over a month.
Yes, I affirmed, “-” was the perfect symbol for him. There’s no personality to it. There’s no emotion associated with it. I don’t “know” it. In fact, it reminds me of the dash on gravestones between the person’s birth and death. His name is on the gravestone and the dash there, like the spouse who was unlucky enough to die last. I’m just waiting to chisel in that end date.
I would feel guilty about it, but that’s not something I do much anymore.