Things I do miss about my ex (lighthearted).

[LittleMissGiggles7]

I recently added to a thread on things I don't miss about my ex. My list was verrrry long from the cheating to putting me down constantly.

This got me thinking as today I realised there is something I miss about my ex:-

1. Got rid of the big hairy spiders from the house whilst I scream in a corner (today was full on panic when I realised I had to get rid of one on my own.)

That's all I've got

Anyone else got anything they do miss.

Everything. About my ex makes me want to spew. He had no good points.

I do kind of miss squeezing this massive blackhead he'd get in his ear though.

I am thinking .... and failing to think of anything I miss about exH. That's pretty sad really. I miss the way I could talk to one ex, and the optimism of another.
ExH. Well....if I scrape the barrel he was easy to buy presents for. Which I've not found in relationships before or since.

Being Young and carefree, nothing to do with ex as such just that time

But nothing.

My first H was really good at identifying plants, at a time when I didn't care about plants. Now I'm older I do care a bit.

I miss having someone who cares what state my car is in and made sure it was safe for me to drive.

I miss our plans for the future.

I miss having someone to talk to who understands the industry I'm in and could offer support.

I miss feeling like part of something good.

I miss having a proper family for my little boy.

I miss knowing that I was loved.

There are plenty of things I don't miss though...his girlfriend (now wife), for one.

He was tenacious and well meaning.

I miss the fact that my ex is longer my ex. She is sat next to me.

Maybe the lady with the millionaire, fantastic in bed older gentleman could pass his details on (not for me... My boyfriend is lovely! )

geezer naughty!

He wasn't a particularly tactile guy, but every now and then I'd walk past and he'd pull me onto the sofa for a long cuddle. He was older but when he did that he would always have a really cheeky young look on his face, I loved it.

He also made amazing cups of tea (Yorkshire ofc!) and had stupid nicknames for me like little shit. If anyone else called me things that he did I'd be mortified, but we had quite a matey playful banter which was always fun.

Current DP is incredible, but his tea making skills leave much to be desired unfortunately!

His ability to educate me in the choicest French swearwords, insults and accompanying hand signals. He was really, really good at this and directed them at me and others on a daily basis.

Access to his extensive medicine cabinet.

I miss his mum. And his mum's cooking.

Fortunately didn't actually marry him, and the one I did marry has an amazing mum too.

But 16 years later I still think about Mrs-Almost-MIL and hope she is doing ok.

Oh, I miss lots of things about my ex-h and latest ex-bf -- after all, I was with them for a reason. One was an extremely bright man who I could really talk to, about anything, and the other is very caring. Both had lovely cocks, too.

Neither of them was right for me, though. They made terrible partners, in fact: bright man was also abusive, caring man was caught up in caring for nasty people who he placed above me in importance.

But I do recognize their good points.

hearts the science lab called. They want to know if you could provide some samples for testing!

Only the Sex & tbh I think I'd have to stick a bag over his head now !

Don't miss the fact the he is a complete and utter cunt .

The way he arranged the tins in the cupboards...bless

He was very affectionate a lot of the time. A random kiss as he was walking by, lots of pet names, holding hands, etc.

He was very supportive of the creative thing I do, or rather should do/used to do. Now I have no one to talk to about it and barely do it, as I am massively unself-confident, and that is very frustrating and depressing.

It was weird, though, he undermined me in every other way possible.

Also I have no one to do things with in general or talk to in the evenings. And no hugs.

The lovely lunches out he always suggested and then paid for.

How he had no embarrassment level and would loudly tell people to butt out and mind their own business if they pulled faces or moaned about our dc (both have ASD).

His Roast Dinners.

There's a lot more I don't miss though!

He set out a mug with a tea bag/sugar the night before ready to make in the early hours of a morning when I would wake up for work.

So sad to say that is about it in years of marriage.