I’ve been under the weather for several days, lacking any appetite. I brought this up to my ex over the course of our usual conversations, and her reaction was “fuck this, I’m ordering you food.”
So I now have clam chowder and crab mashed potatoes from Red Lobster.
I seriously don’t get it. If we are weeks away from never being able to meet again, why is she taking care of me like this?


She’s moving to be closer to one of her boys, and she led them to believe that all of the issues in our marriage were my fault, so the ability to see her in that setting is nonexistent.
This said, one thing we were never good at was playing by the rules.