Everything you’ve been posting for the past few weeks goes to show how good of a man you are. No, I don’t mean the modern day “nice guy” or “pushover” man. I mean the real kind. The kind that has his ex-girlfriend’s son looking up to him instead of his deadbeat dad because his mom’s boyfriend is the better role model. The kind that his ex-girlfriend’s friend would rather hang out with because he has integrity and honor.The dinner with Barb and her husband went well and was a much needed respite from the loneliness I have been feeling over the past two weeks. We ate, drank, got lit and had an awesome time watching the game. It was the first real substantial meal I have had in weeks that I didn't try to throw up. Thankfully, we did not talk about Sarah or my situation at all. Barb was doting on me all night and chastising me for not eating and looking like ****. I think she feels bad on behalf of her crappy girlfriend. It was only when the Uber came to pick me up that Barb gave me a hug and told me that Sarah was an idiot for dumping me, and that one day she would live to regret it.
I’m not worried about you. I’m positive you will turn out great and have someone to share your life with.