Oh the things that X said about me to his friends apparently... waxed lyrical he did. TO HIS FRIENDS...
to mine: he'd shagged 249 women, that you've never shagged a woman till you've shagged a colombian, (his last GF was colombian, 10+ years ago, and the one that won't leave him alone, the one with the birthday he confused with mine, again, after 10 years of us being together. It's exactly half way to christmas FGS, how hard can it be?)
That he was shagging some business partner's wife, and planning to marry her sister, oh yes and I had spent 5 years in a mental institution.
Even his own cousin, who saw the enormous swollen bruised elbow twatface gave me, said He does love you? I said no he doesn't. Have a photo of it somewhere.
Oh the joys of fatherhood, apparently... but he wouldn't do a thing to help me, ever.
This last week he said he wanted to have another child with me (did I forget to mention that?) I asked him HOW? We are 2000 miles apart, I will never share a bed with you ever again and even if I were drugged, gagged and bound, deliberately impregnated, HE would not have anything to do with the upbringing both by his own choice and now by mine as I don't want him polluting my DC brains with his abuse and view of women.
That kinda shut him up.