Sorry for the awful typing, am internet-less so on crappy phone.
Six.months ago i moved back to my.old.uni city, where i had an appalling relationship about ten years ago. The bastard was.emotionally abusive and coerced me into doing sexual things i didnt want to. I cant use the R word because ive experienced.that from someone else and ... I cant liken those experiences.
I knew it was only a matter of time before i ran into the cheating wanker but it finally happened yesterday by a bar... It was excruciating. He was with a mutual acquaintance so there was a 'buffer' at least but it was so so awkward. I finally decided to be the bigger person so i asked how he was. I was literally shaking. He gave a one word answer in the most hurt and wounded tone imagineable. While i excused myself to the mate he just kept staring at me all wounded and.hurt... As if i were the bad guy!
I feel shit at how i handled the situation. I feel shit it got to me ao much. I feel embarrassed at myself for being with him. He was dressed up like a fucking Racist with his union jack trousers and skinhead. He is 34 years old with a 18 year old 'partner' with a baby.
Sorry for the poorly written rant, i just needed to get it out.