They call me tonite (rare event). Subject of stbx comes up. They ask what I hear from him. I describe a few of the ongoing financial hardships I have been left with while he lives on unemployment checks and contributes nothing but further debt and liquidation of IRA's. I say stbx is an idiot. They tell me that they think well of him. What fucking ever. Thanks alot. Call him next time, not me. These are the same parents who when they heard I had to call the police to get him away from me, I must have provoked it so it was my fault. What fucking ever. I am never answering my phone again as long as I live. Not one single person ever calls me with any kind of supportive words for me. Fuck the phone.
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