Why Me?!

Here I was, happily minding my own business when I get this text today:
“Alen is back. He’s looking for you.”

Alen.

Is.

Back.

 

Yes, I talked to him.  I wanted to scream and rant and rave at him.

All I could do was congratulate him on the newborn and catch him up on things he missed.

I’m weak.  I shouldn’t have accepted his message.  I shouldn’t have replied.

 

I can say this though; I’m stronger today than the day he left.  I felt nothing for him other than contempt while texting with him.