Lonely stir fry...

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I posted last weekend about my now ex and his shennigans... Stupidly I forgave him (sorry sorry sorry to all the people who offered sensible advice) and things were fine until last night when he got rollicking drunk and called me every name under the sun, refused to leave until I threatened to call the police. Obviously, final straw, but just sitting on my own, having made my own sad little stirfry (which had far too much chilli in it, btw), and just wondering what life holds from now on... Guess I am just feeling sad, lonely and used. Sorry again. Just not really got anyone else to confide in right now.

i'll join you for a late dinner with my tuna pasta bake - minus the tuna because i forgot to put it in

chin up, back straight and SMILE as my grandma always said to me at times like that

we live and learn and if you own your mistakes then nobody can take you down

Thanks. Feel really sad right now (the massive amounts of chilli didn't help!) doesnt help that he is texting me all sorts of insulting crap. I still need to figure out how to block (technology dinosaur at the age of 31). My grandma would have said 'don't let the bastards (insert more appropriate word for a woman born two days after the titanic went down!) grind you down. But I feel rather ground down. What is to become of me??? wails

Ps pasta bake is amazing. If you forgot the tuna, please tell me you rememberedcthe cheese? Arghhh feck it, feck it all. I am going to die alone, eaten by Alsatians...

At least you still have your sense of humour! And nothing wrong with a lonely stir fry. I would lock the door just in case of the alsatians or the drunk ex!

Well, I would've been eaten by Alsatians by now and it hasn't happened.

Kind of pasta thing, heavy on the veg, me, tonight. Just letting it settle.

Being on your own is great! If you want to call your stirfry lonely then it will be - I personally have never had a lonely stir fry. I don't cook those.

Come on, you've got rid of Mr turd. Who'd want that with stir fry? (Gag)

[Plain yogurt tones down excessive chilli btw]

Has he gone off with the keys to your home again?

I've just been talking on another thread about post relationship loneliness and the general consensus is that I'll/ you'll be fine. So that's all right then.
In the meantime, there's MN and .
And why make stir-fry when you just eat a whole pack of chocolate biscuits as I have?

I would have been eaten by 2 cats and a Jack Russell had I not given birth to 2 kids who are making sure I have my days filled up.
Said JRT ate DD's sausages and she got rightfully angry with me a while ago. I hope she appreciates it could have been me that dog ate tonight!

I would never recommend the lonely stir fry... Far too much garlic and chilli (although it gives me some satisfaction that a) he would have know a vegetable if it has introduced itself with a label outlining its nutritional value and b) lets face it, I am not going to be kissing anyone anytime soon). I just took my contact lenses out, and oh dear god the agony! In all seriousness, I have to laugh at myself because it has happened again. I see boy, I don't think much of boy, he chases me (obviously attracted to the stench of garlic and chilli), I give in, we spend a happy few months (or in the case before this, years including living together), then suddenly, BANG. True colours shown, pillows being wept into, etc etc, and then it's back to square one. Although admittedly, this is the second night since we have broken up and I am a) paranoid that burgalars are going to get me b) wolves are going to get me and c) I am going to be aloooooone forever but at least I've got my bed to myself and there will be no cacophony of snoring, right? Wow is me.

Oh bloody hell, chilli in my eye, I meant woe is me

And no, the keys were thankfully relinquished when I saw him last night, fat lot of good they would do seeing as the locks were changed, thanks very much goddess

Yow

did you hear the yogurt thing?

you could put yogurt in your eye? --

I think you actually got it right with wow is me!

You just keep on keeping on.

P.S. I left DH when I was 31 with 3 children under 3. Believe it or not, I was remarried within 19 months to someone I didn't meet until 6 months after I left. That was 15 happy years ago.

Your new HURRAY is around the corner.

Not going to lie, it hurts like a bitch. However, I have got one eye firmly shut and the other one just about works... Who needs two eyes anyway? In all seriousness now, I am going to bed feeling completely deflated (that ought to deter the Alsatians) and really upset about life in general. Guess I'll get up, go to work, come back, feel sorry for myself make another lonely stirfry and just repeat for the rest of my life.

Ps gammon you lucky thing, sounds like things have all worked out! jealous

One of the best things about being on your own is you don't have to worry about garlic breath/chilli breath/curry breath/morning breath.

LABTYD clue: that last word is die not that you listened about the yogurt

Right mrs. Sometimes we need a mope and to feel sorry for ourselves. Tonight is your night - I mean you have chilli eye for gawds sake! Then, tomorrow, you wake up and you thank fuck that you are single and rid of that tosser. You buy yourself something awesome for tea and you keep on telling yourself that you have the best most rosy future ahead of you, and that anything is possible without a knob jockey holding you back. For the record, I had crisp sarnies for tea. See. Being single isn't that bad. Crisp sarnies in bed. My ex would have caused such a bloody fuss about that sort of thing if he had still been here

its probably good that someone who is so mean to you isn't around you. Swearing at people isn't nice. I haven't read your other thread.

Chilli is nice.

You won't die alone. There are a billion people in the world.

Do you have any friends you can confide in? I'm sure they will be very happy to reply if you share your worries.

Too right twirly poo. I just had Haagen Dazs pralines and cream ice cream in bed out of the tub. Some things are meant to be eaten alone.

Can you do something nice after work? Invite a colleague to go for a drink after work?

Cinema?
Window shopping?
Coffee out with a book or magazine?
Decluttering house or starting a diy project?
Listening to music?
Mumsnet :)

I am liking to 'wow is us' although not sure about the die bit... Let Alsations Bite Til You Die? It's a worry. Although my main worry is that I will wake up in the middle of the night and need a wee... The bathroom is miles away. And despite his faults, if I poked him hard enough he would sleep walk there with me. And now I have to brave the landing and stairs on my own... And as luck would have it, the light bulb has blown, so it's pitch black... ??

Life's A Bitch, honey
you could wee in the bin and chuck it out the window like they did in Elizabethan times

My work is pretty intense as in leave house at 6.30, get there at 7, don't leave til 5.30, by which time I am shattered. I have a hobby that I do three times a week but he works there. So sort of spoils the joy and release it gives me. Plus my best friends are either newly married/have newborns/live far away. Gosh I sound like a right loser. I wish I had a crisp sandwich right now. Just decided, seeing as I have a free evening tomorrow, I am going to have a chip butty and chocolate biscuits for dinner, to hell with the weight I am trying to lose was meant to be for the holiday we were supposed to be going on in October

springy I am ashamed to say that I considered that at 2.30am when it became apparent that I needed to wee... I did even hunt out the duty free (and therefore wee proof) plastic bag before realising that I am a grown woman and that I was being ridiculous, prompting me to let it down the stairs and hall, having put all my bedroom lights on so they were like a beacon. I am such a wimp but still it makes me sad.