In a way it might hurt to find out but I really also kind of don’t care. I know 100% that I’m done, so might as well put all those nails in the coffin.
Just so you guys and gals know, I’ve been ignoring several phone calls. I think he’s accepting the fact that he won’t be hearing my “voiced” (nervous typo?) anytime soon. As I should’ve known, some shit had been going on in the past. It’s one of those things where I knew, I guess I just didn’t want to know at the time. There’s suspicious and then there’s obvious, and it has been pretty close to the latter at times. I’m not answering, but will be digging deeper to know the whole truth.
Um, was I being “over-the-top” by mentioning getting tested because I’m dead-ass serious. I no longer care about this idiot, I’m just concerned that it’s the weekend and it’s extended by Monday’s holiday, so I’ll have to wait longer to make an appointment. I’m honestly shocked by how moronic he’s being. “Where do we go from here?” WHERE DO WE GO FROM HERE? I wonder what the weather’s like on whatever planet he’s living on.