And The Gloves Come Off

Well Joe (a.k.a. gay boyfriend) and I had a long talk today at work. He immediately came to my desk when I arrived. I didn't think he wanted to have this discussion at work in front of all our nosey co-workers but he did not care. We were gonna hash it our one way or the other. Needless to say tears were shed (by me) and heated words were exchanged (by both of us)

It turns out that he did not know what was being sent to me. He had not even read all my text messages. At first he was trying to drive & text to me but it was too much. He had the ex text me instead. The first 2 texts were from him, with the 2nd one (dick in my mouth) being sent by the ex for him. After that, they all came from the ex.

Joe (a.k.a. gay boyfriend) was angry. He didn't understand why I was so upset. He confronted me about my bitch-mails. He said that they felt like I slapped him in the face. He told me I should have called him if I was so upset, because he needed to hear my tone. This all could have been worked out without all the unnecessary drama. And didn't we have an agreement anyway that I was not going to contact him while he was out on dates?

I tried to explain why I was so upset. And explained that the reason I did not call him was because we had that agreement. I told him that I was just checking on him. I had no idea how he was doing. He had not slept, had not seen this man in over 5 years. I had no idea how things were going. If he was an emotional mess. He tends to keep to himself. And I wanted him to know I was worried about him and here if he needed me.

I told him that I could not understand why the ex was reading & responding to my text messages. I tried to explain that I sent them to him, not the ex. I could not understand why the ex had access to his cell phone anyway.

I stated that I had no idea where I stood with him and he told me he felt the same way. He did have my house keys and garage door opener on his work desk to return to me. I cried even harder then. I told him I never had any intention of asking for those back and I certainly didn't want them.

We continued to discuss things and in the end got some things resolved. We spent the rest of the day talking, but there was still some underlying awkwardness, at least on my end anyway.

I still feel teary eyed and still ache. I think I am just exhausted. Maybe after a good night's sleep, I will feel a whole lot better about everything.