Just got off the phone with an old friend of mine, calling to update me on what's going on with my ex and get my advice. Things are not great. I don't know how this makes me feel. I really just don't want to think about him anymore. He's a shitty, manipulative, abusive alcoholic. He physically and emotionally abused me for the last 3 years of our relationship, and took everything from me when he left.
These are friends that effectively chose him over me (which is fine, their choice, they actually knew him before he met me), and I just don't want to get involved. Ever.
Long story short, apparently my ex has serious mental and health issues, and is now acting all sorts of crazy to his friends. He's moved back in with his parents, is unemployed, and basically drinking and partying all the time. He's lost over 100 pounds. He's on some kind of monthly (maybe testosterone, she thinks?) shot, and has to take vitamins daily. He wasn't allowed to drive for several months because he was too...whatever. He decided he wanted to drive 9 hours to go stay with his best friend's girlfriend (she is the one that called me) and get a hotel room with a Jacuzzi tub so they could relax together. He says she's his anchor and that he needs her right now since he's having such a rough go on life.
She was asking me if there was a chance that he'd hurt her if she turned him down.
My response? If you seem to already have that doubt, why are you calling me?
I can't say anything good about him (for obvious reasons), and I don't want to say anything bad, because I am The Ex Girlfriend, and so no matter what I do it'll be because of how much I "hate" him or how much I'm still hurt or not over him or whatever. Not true. I really don't care what happens to him. I would be just as happy if I never heard from or about him...forever and ever.
All that being said, I am kind of worried about my former friend, because I still believe he is one dangerous motherfucker.
Ugh. Didn't want to think about him. I was having a good day being all giddy about my date last night. Boo.