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?

  • SaneMartigan@aussie.zoneEnglish
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    2 days ago

    Just because I don’t want to share a life with my ex’s doesn’t mean I don’t want them to be well and have a functional life. When my drunken asshole mate was in hospital, long after I’d given up on the friendship, I took him a bunch of icy poles, gatorade and my Gargoyles DVDs to keep him entertained. I was sick of his shit but I don’t wish him ill.