Friday, October 19, 2012

X is for Xerophobous

For those of you who, like me, do not know what xerophobous means, says it means "having little capacity to resist drought".

I am not xerophobus. I am like a camel in my ability to resist drought. If a camel and a cactus had a baby, I would be it.
How do I know that I can resist drought? Because I resisted it for days upon days. Ex would do something mean, decide I was mad (even if I didn't know about it), get mad at me for being mad (even though I wasn't) and then not speak to me for days. And I do mean days. The longest he went without speaking to me was 21 days. That's a long time to live with someone who won't acknowledge your presence in the universe.
Ex was good at ignoring me. I would come home and he wouldn't even blink. He would come home and if I felt like getting slapped back down, I would say hello. Nothing. His ability to ignore my presence was admirable. I don't think I would be able to ignore someone so completely and for so long. Especially someone I claimed to love.

So no, I am not xerophobous. I lived with Ex and withstood his silent treatment. I got used to it but it didn't make it any better. Living alone now is so much better than living with someone who hated me. So why do I still miss him?


  1. Holy shit! I thought I was good with silent treatment, but that is beyond amazing! And horrible to do to someone you are supposed to hold dear in your life.

    I'm sorry you had to deal with that!

    1. Thanks...that's kinda what I thought, too. lol


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