It never ceases to amaze me

That after almost three years someone can still be obsessed with finding out what I'm doing and who I'm with.

I'm talking about my ex-wife.

Today I'm checking my webtracker and I find a certain someone's activity on my blog exploded from what was dwindling down to only about once a day to onehundred-fifty eight times today including going to several of the people who comment on my blog in a pathetic effort to find out what I'm doing.

Seems she actually read my updated "About Me" blogger profile where I said I had actually found my Soul Mate...

This is a woman who almost three fucking years ago said she wanted nothing to do with me... She was fucking some cowboy now and I was of no use anymore. So now that I'm actually happy with my life in a career that I love, found someone I can be truly happy with without all the Goddamn incessant drama can't stand the fact that I'm happy without her. That's the only explanation I can come up with why she's continually trying to find out what I'm doing. I let her attorney know over two years ago I wanted absolutely no contact with her at all. I never wanted to hear from her, see her face again, hear her voice... I couldn't give a rat's fat fucking hairy ass what she does.

I was over her. For fucking good.

But can I be left alone?

Fuck no.

So now, after almost three years I subtly advertise I'm off he market for good, I've finally found the woman I want to be with for all time... Someone who loves me for being me and doesn't want to change me... She's got to start her Goddamn stalking again.

I really could go on but I won't.

I've just about had it. I'm moving to Florida in one day and won't be on line for a few weeks again so I really wanted to leave everyone with an upbeat and positive message but this is just pushing me over the edge. I moved 2000 miles from Arizona to GET AWAY from her. I want NOTHING to fucking do with her EVER again.

But then again everything in our whole relationship was ALWAYS about her. Her major problem with me after she couldn't change me into a cowboy? I was looking at too much porn on the internet and I was "emotionally cheating" on her.

Go fucking figure.

Well, I've said it before and I'll say it again. A man can only be told "No" one too many times. So yeah, I looked at porn for sexual relief. I wasn't getting any from her. At all.

So in the last few years I've has so much more and better sex. I've realized there's women out there who have more than a shred of imagination in the bedroom than her little pathetic peabrain could imagine... And outside of it too. I wasted my entire 30's with her. But God knows I'm making up for it now. I've got the career I've always wanted, making good money, I've got the most wonderful woman in the world who's intelligent, witty, sexy and beautiful who loves me for me, not what they want me to be or how they feel the rest of her friends will perceive me to be.

And she's fifteen years younger than my ex...

And she actually Gets Monty Python... Because it's NOT funny if I've got to explain it.

So I'd much rather jerk off for the rest of my life to ever think of being with her again. At least my hand won't ever tell me no.

Copyright 2006 Thomas J Wolfenden