Leaving the house

It's becoming increasingly rare but I try to go out for dinner still, just to be around people. I really like my own simple meals better but everyone needs some variety. 

My ex describes me as an angry coke addict crossdresser who intentionally denies her sex.  I am not worthy of her attention or response.   

I look at this picture and see a gentle lonely heartbroken unnoticed man.  The waiter took this picture, with thanks.  All the colors match!

I see someone who survived on very little love and can't risk the pain of being ignored by anyone else in his lifetime. 

A kind man who got dumped three times for half years at a time by a narcissist and is still walking and standing on his own two feet at age 69. (My ex expected that she could repeat the same behavior over and over again and get a different response.  Not a quick study, that one!)

Someone who is out of cash!  Reminder I need to apply for social security this week.

Someone who accepts that he will die alone after a life full of friends and activity. This is appropriate—I tried not to burden people with my life and will not do it when I die. 

I deserved so much better from my ex, and her scam broke me.