Making the mistake of responding to my ex
It’s never good news when a message from your ex lands in your inbox,” says my therapist. I believe she’s right. Either the message, if read, will confirm dysfunctional tropes and patterns that made you sick. Or it won’t, expanding the original scope of damage. I send my ex-wife $3854.16 in interest payments each and every month. We have no other communication but the last few months she's sent a pablum thank you note—"thanks and I hope you're enjoying Truckee" is her best effort to date. This month I faltered and responded with an update—my new cat, what I've learned about my depression, a few things I feel good about. Same old me. Expecting connection from a cinder block. The result is exactly the same as it's always been. Cinder blocks don't become roses, and neither are expressive. My bad. I'm old enough and strong enough to withstand the addictive desire to reclaim a past with her that never existed except in my fantasies. Please please d...