Tis The Season

So yeah, the holiday season brings lots of things along with it when it rolls into town.  Parties, luncheons, shopping for others, sometimes snow, lots of baked delights.  Sometimes, though, something else sneaks in and hides among all of the good things...

Angry Ex emailed me yesterday.  My stomach lurched to a halt when I saw his name pop up in my inbox.  He'd emailed from his work account, thus bypassing my filter that sends anything from his personal email straight to my trash.  Figures.

It was his usual woe is me starter email.  He knows that historically I'm a sucker for a sad story.  He tells me he got offered his dream job, but then the offer was rescinded when he failed the background check.  Then he carries on about how screwed up his family is and how he's cut contact with them as a result.  In closing he tells me that he doesn't really expect a reply, but because he has so few friends and now family, he thought he would reach out.

So.

Are you KIDDING ME?  I double checked, and he's still with the same girl he hooked up with about 3 months after our breakup.  Yet Christmas rolls around and he's seeking me out again?  It had been over six months since he'd bothered me, and it was glorious, and now he has to pop up out of nowhere to try and pull me back in?

I'm not falling for it this time.  I'm not interested.  I deleted it.  I created a new filter to send anything from this work address straight to the trash, too.  It took me forever and a day, but I'm finally done getting manipulated into seemingly innocuous situations that always, always turn dark sooner than later.  It is no longer my job to be his therapist/friend/sympathetic shoulder/whipping girl.

Subtracting the Angry Ex from my world again, moving forward with his email where it belongs: in the trash.