Right now Mick is away on a 10-day motorcycle excursion to Cincinnati and back for an American Legion thing.
With his girlfriend.
I may or may not have mentioned before that Mick is very involved with the Sons of the American Legion and the Legion Riders here in Colorado: he is vice-commander of the state.
Also, his girlfriend is involved with the Sisters of the American Legion. That’s how they met 10 years ago and that is why they are going on this trip together.
She gets to ride on the back of his motorcycle. She gets to stay in his hotel room. She gets to eat meals with him. She gets to explore Cincinnati and the Ohio countryside with him during their down-time. Theoretically, anyway…
Another presumption is, she also ‘gets’ to pay for everything that isn’t paid for by the Sons (or Sisters) of the American Legion.
In addition to all of that, she also gets to be ignored by Mick (and constantly condescended to) because he is always irritated by her stupidity – I have heard the way he talks to her. Sometimes she calls when we’re together…
So, he treats her like crap while he’s texting me about how “someday” *I* will be going on these trips with him and “if *I* were with” how much more fun he would be having. Also, he leaves her behind on excursions he decides to take by himself because he would rather be doing them with me.
I am extremely upset with him for how he treats his girlfriend.
It drives me crazy! He’s so flippant and dismissive of her.
I’ve told him numerous times that I can totally see myself in her position in a couple of years. Recently, I’ve been seeing similarities in the way he speaks to me and the way I see him speak to her on the phone. They are not good similarities, if you know what I’m saying…
I’ve also stated:
If you really don’t like her and are planning on being with me forever as you so profess, you need to get out from under her umbrella of CASH, start taking care of your own bills/self and get your own place AND AN IDENTITY!! My fucking ex-husband AND ex-boyfriend used up all of my money and I will not be having that ever again.
(Mick has been doing odd jobs for cash and hasn’t been a part of the US economy for over 15 years!!)
The simple fact is: I am totally ready for our 6 months to be up. And it doesn’t appear that he has changed any part of his situation at all!
Mick doesn’t see it that way.
Last Thursday evening we had a brief text interchange and a misunderstanding. It was uncomfortable, but not a big deal. I blew it off to my being upset with him for being such a horsefly to his “Sugar Mama” (and the fact that I’ve just been really fucking crabby lately).
Friday evening arrived and the frustration lingered (duh!). It had been a long week at work; the day hadn’t made it any better. And my stupid interchange with the Tinder Flake definitely didn’t help.
But, bless his little
unthoughtful heart, Mick missed me and wanted to chat. It was idle back and forth shit for a while about his friends liking jello shots, but I didn’t want to talk to him. He was there with his girlfriend! I even said so!
Okay. So now his girlfriend is a bump on a log?!?! Not making any brownie points here, Mister.
I still can’t believe he said that “Just remember that I love you” bullshit!! That was fucked up!
Am I right?!
Because I knew he was going to be sober driver for the next while-and-a-half, I took a moment to cool off and then composed and sent a simple email to express to him how much more frustrated I had just become.
3 times I warned you that I was in a bad mood, yet you persisted.
My telling you that I was crabby? My asking you to go back and try to enjoy the evening with friends? *That* was fair.
You manipulating my feelings there at the end? You repeatedly ignoring my telling you I was in a bad mood? Those things were *not* fair.
That was mega shitty when you turned it back onto me after I got upset with you for manipulating me with emotions.
Of course he had to respond. It’s so important to some people that they have the last word.
Telling me you are in a bad mood doesn’t mean that you don’t want to talk. I want to share my life with you and you with me whether we be in a good mood or a bad one. Excuse me for having emotions and giving a shit about you.
If you want to be fair, that would be saying, I’m in a bad mood and don’t want to talk. No manipulating intended, just a statement of fact to let you know that I care very much and hoped that it might cheer you up a bit.
A little interruption. Everyone was ready to go back to their hotels and took awhile to reply.
Again with the manipulation, “Excuse me for having emotions and giving a shit about you.” (What the fuck? Is he a teenage girl?!?)
These people are also usually the ones who can’t admit when they are at fault…
To be continued…