*Note: I wrote this when I was angry, then deleted it when I wasn't anymore. But I am striving to not censor myself and I think this is one of my favorite pieces, hee hee. So it's back. For good.
Being friends with an ex is a terrible, terrible idea. Most women I have spoken to about this agree with me. Men don't seem to have a problem with it because they have no souls.
Tonight was the last straw for me and I finally had to tell Ex that I have no desire whatsoever to continue speaking to him. It was difficult, because I always feel that I have to be nice (ugh, nauseating). I even told him in a nice way. I didn't tell him to fuck off, as Cynic and others have suggested I do. I even complimented him while I did it. There is something seriously wrong with me.