He called me four times over two days. I finally answered. He sounded depressed (surprise, surprise). I was proud that I did not ask him what was wrong. The convo started with "I talked to (his best friend) about you today". What he wanted was for me to ask what they talked about so he could lead into a "maybe we should get back together" convo. All I said was "great, how is she?" He was dumfounded. Oh believe me I am DYING to know what they talked about. If it was bad about me he would have never brought it up. She is my friend too and I could call her, but I won't! I picked up the phone because I was feeling strong, I was on the way to my counselors office. I have not seen her in a year and it was wonderful to get some clarification. She assured me that I was doing better than I thought I was. That was encouraging.
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