So, i found out my ex is getting a house with his new gf.
You know, the one he cheated on when he got back with me, the one he went back to after a month of breaking up with me.
To say i was gutted was an understatement.
We were together 4.5years, and he didnt want to commit to getting a place.
When he mum was diagnosed with breast caner, and his grandmother was dying, i was going to interviews up there to be closer to everyone so i could move up there.
He didnt want to get a place.
When i suggested looking at Pakenham (half way between both of us), he said no coz its too far to travel. I only suggested Pakky coz i knew how much he needed to get out of his sisters place. But he wanted to buy a house, and didnt want to even start looking for another 2 years until we'd both paid off our car loans - or the majority of it at least.
So i was hurt. Really hurt.
They get the keys on the 11th of November.
The only solace i have is knowing that living with someone full time is much different to living with someone part time, and i hope they fight like cats and dogs and break up because of it.
When i spoke to him on the phone about it, he is STILL maintaining it is MY FAULT we broke up because i asked him if something happened, even though HE GAVE ME EVERY reason to think something did happened with the way he treated me that weekend - even he admits he treated me like absolute rat shit, but cant explain why.
So fuck him, fuck his skanky STD riddled slut and i hope i never heard from him again.
