Dumped Again

When I left the house this morning to go to a meeting, Stacy was going
to go to the VA and get her services transferred and meet with the VA
homeless liaisons.  We left with hugs, kisses, and “I love you”s.

When I got home, all her stuff was gone, and a note was stuck to the phone which read, “Do NOT contact me EVER.  Stacy”

The
only thing she left behind was a little notebook.  The last 2.5 pages
of the notebook was raving about what an insecure “pompous ass” I was,
and lots of stuff that was praising Jesus.

If you want to know, email me and I’ll send you a copy.

There
is, as usual, some amount of truth to the things she says in the note,
but most of it is interpreting loving actions in the most negative way.

Frankie is coming to get me to go to Witches’ Meetup.

Actually,
I’m not hurting TOO much… Stacy never seemed to want to get close to
me.  Maybe she had a totally different view of what “closeness” was. 
One week was enough, and I didn’t even spend any money I wouldn’t
normally have… might even have a few extra food items that she bought.

Really, it did hurt, maybe I’m just still in shock…

Hugs,
Moss