What do you miss about your ex? (Lighthearted-ish)

[OhBlissOhJoy]

I miss his strength. I've had to ask more favours from friends than I am comfortable with and pay people to move heavy stuff around. It makes me feel like a fragile little woman and I hate it.
I miss him doing odd jobs around the home (see above). Although most the stuff that needs doing now he should have done when we were together and didn't.
I miss sharing expenses and not having to worry about whether I can afford the mortgage and bills.
That's not lighthearted is it? It was meant to be.

Light-hearted reflection from the lovely OhBlissOhJoy
Thank you Lettuce, it was a sad reflection. But don't be cynical, your new DP sounds lovely.
Today I have mowed the lawn and painted my bathroom. And put the bins out and walked the dogs. A good day.
But right now I am lonely and I miss his company.

Although he was a nasty, manipulative, controlling, raping, abusive arsehole, he was bloody amazing in bed and had a massive cock. But he was a massive cock so... anyway I love DH to bits so I'm much better off without the knob.

I miss his parents' dog. And his grandparents. Umm. I miss his cooking.

I don't miss him as an actual human being in any way, shape or form though!

Almost everything

Not a thing! He was never the person he pretended to be when we met so I don't miss the person he really is in any way.

Exdh had amazing blackheads he let me squeeze and Exdp was great in bed.

I miss his apartment in the alps. Other than that I can't think of a single thing!

He used to finish early on a Friday so by the time I got home from work, the house was clean, the washing machine was on and dinner was in the oven. And he had a very high sex drive! How different my life is now...... He was a heartless wanker though, which is why he's my ex.

The good times. In all the pain and hurt of splitting and the aftermath of single parenthood, I sometimes forget that there was once a reason why I loved him and why I made a baby with him.

Like many PP, I miss his sense of humour. He was very well read, though not well educated, and could be genuinely witty. But his best thing was the very near the knuckle dry, sarcastic and naughty jokes and inappropriateness. He nearly made me choke trying to stifle a belly laugh at a funeral, once. He could find humour in almost anything.

He was far more intelligent than me. He would "get" things on a fraction of the information I would, and I was sometimes awed by his insight. But at the same time he was quite niave about day to day common sense things. We were not right for each other, though. Something he demonstrated by chasing so many other women in the hope that they were his type. :/

The sex. He (and I) wanted it every day and I've never known such weak-at-the-knees tummy flipping attraction. Every single time I saw him. For four years of living together.

He was a nasty abusive cheating cunt of a man, and I turned into a screaming fishwife when we had fights.

DP I'm with now is lovely and kind and also fantastic in bed, but he hasn't fucked me since before Christmas.

The sex we had was, at the time, unlike anything I'd ever experienced before and I definitely missed that for quite a while after our final big argument! Also he was very intelligent and well-travelled and fluent in two languages. Alas the cons outweighed the pros -- but not before quite a few dramatic breakups!

Getting spiders for me as I'm absolutely petrified of them to the point of checking every room for them as soon I enter. Literally nothing else!

How nice and easy going he was before he joined the police.

Then he became an arrogant douche bag who thought he was the dogs bollocks and could arrest whoever he wanted...just because. Turned into a nasty piece of work.

I've since upgraded to a sexy rugby player with a kind heart, is muuuuuch better in bed, has a sexy accent and my god do we have banter! Win win!

I miss having someone to go out with at the weekend. An eating and drinking buddy basically.

That's about it though... I'm learning that I really love my own company most of the time.

I'm learning that I really love my own company most of the time.
How long has it been Little? I'm 7 months in and hate being on my own. I miss our chats and we used to laugh so much. I can go from leaving work on a Friday evening and not speak to another person until I get back on the Monday morning.

I miss lots of things about him despite the person he is. However, I do know that separating after 37 years of marriage is what was best for me and mine.

Can't think of one thing!

Most recent ex - Nothing. Especially as he just phoned me up and told me how it's all my fault we broke up and I'll never find a man who will 'take on' me and my kids. I'd rather be single until i die than put up with control and abuse again.

Were you with my ex??

On a brighter note.

My ex wife, I miss her as a person.

I miss the cuddles, sleeping in the same bed as her, phone calls before bed. Waking up to the most loveliest text messages.
I adored the way she looked at me, always told me she loved me.

Okay, I miss my ex a little more than I thought!

Oh well!

I miss his humour. Was a naturally very funny guy.
His mum. Was a lovely lady. Much better than the mil I've got now.
The way he loved me. Never doubted for one minute.

Sadly we got together way too young and I had my head turned by another man. I was very naive. So I left my husband as knew what I'd done was very wrong and he didn't deserve it although he never found out.
I have a dp we've been together 15 years but must say he doesn't make me laugh like my ex nor do I feel as loved.

Lots of mention of sex in this thread.

Excellent!!

I too have a dark and dodgy ex, and I used to hot foot it down to his place after work on a Friday. I miss the experimental way we had sex. Once he tied my arms above my head to a post and just randomly kissed my body. So sexy. Being drunk definitely helped. Lovely times. But he was a dark character and there was no way etc so I took off after eight months. But I still fantasize about the girth of him. Unreal.

OhBliss Give yourself some time, 7 months is nothing. When my ex-h left I was desperate to find somebody, I just didn't want to be alone, was so desperately lonely and I needed assurance that I was attractive and decent as ex had annihilated me. So I embarked on lots of flings, dated a bit. More recently, tried to have an actual relationship, lovely decent man and then bingo! I realised I didn't want one, I don't want to have to consider another person at all, I've two kids who take precedent. So ended that sharpish. I have an epic FWB who doesn't encroach on my life at all, that works well. I am glad I waited a bit really. So, take your time and find yourself again

OhBliss*
Its been six months (but more like eight months as we had little contact for the last two months). I almost immediately moved back to my parents and have had very little time off work as I felt it was better I had the option of people to talk to if I wanted and to keep myself busy. There are days I'm happy to be sociable and days Im happy to be on my own listening to music. But I'm immensely happy right now that I'm not in a relationship and have the freedom to do as I choose.

Thank you MrsC, it's been a rollercoaster few months and I guess now things have calmed down it's time for me to reflect. We were together 13 years. I remember my late dad saying to give yourself a month to recover for every year you were together so I guess I'm halfway there.
Little, it's good that you have those choices. I hope to get to that place.