Come on out – there’s no reason to hide.

I have avoided writing this for quite some time now but for reasons beyond my control I must address a particular person from my past. He does not frighten nor intimidate me, he just irritates the shit out of me. He has recently decided to harass other people in what I am assuming is his lame attempt at upsetting me to the point that I will once again open a line of communication with him. Not that it is a conversation he’s looking for, no, it’s because he can’t seem to get over the need to verbally assault and insult me. So, stop hiding behind numerous names, stop harassing people that you don’t even know, come out of the shadows and for once in your adult life act like a man.

Allow me the pleasure of starting this little sparring match. We are no longer married and there is no reason for us to continue to speak or communicate. Actually, the only time you even cross my mind is when you barge back into my life. Oh, and whenever the subject of a worthless drunk comes up, yes I do think about you then.

As you so eloquently pointed out to me months ago you are married and off to see the world with the new little woman. GO! See the fucking world! Fuck the new bride in every country in Europe! How many times do I need to tell you that I don’t care. If you spend a little less time trying to track me down and dreaming up ways to piss me off or get a reaction from me and spend more time on your new life this marriage just might work out for you. Good! Glad! Hope it does! I DON’T CARE!

You found the perfect mate, she’s getting an education and supporting your lazy drunk ass. Glad I came to my senses when I did, a little late I will admit, but I did come to my senses. The ironic thing is the new Mrs. Drunk is the same person that could never understand why I put up with your laziness and your drinking. But it is sweet of her, and lucky for you, that she’s willing to overlook those endearing qualities of yours. I must admit though that I’m kind of creeped out just thinking about how many times she told me that you were the father that she always wanted. But I do hope the two of you are happy together.

As for my new life – it’s none of your fucking business! You gave up the right to know anything about me when you decided to trade our marriage in for a barstool and drinking buddies. When we split up you told me that you had hated me for a number of years but just couldn’t give up the free ride and the money. Well, I’ll accept that and even admit that I could have done things differently as well. Bottom line – I didn’t – you didn’t – end of story.

I have been reluctant to write about my new life because I really don’t want you to know anything about me nor do I care to hear your opinions, however, you have changed my mind. If you are still so obsessed that you are willing to subject yourself to the details of my life then so be it. Read it, absorb it, fucking memorize it if it’ll make you feel better. You will quickly come to the realization that I made the right decision, that my life is not perfect, thank god, but it is wonderful. Kim and I don’t always agree, again thank god, but we do love and respect each other enough to listen to each other and make decisions based on mutual trust and respect. We are equal partners working towards the same goals. He is a man of integrity, he’s honest, he works hard everyday to support and care for his family. He’s intelligent, funny, kind, strong and sexy as hell. He tells me everyday how beautiful I am to him and that he loves and cherishes me. Oh and I know that you don’t put much emphasis on a healthy sex drive or sex life and that you thought I was a lousy lay but maybe it was just the lazy, unimaginative sex partner that I used to be married to.  I don’t know, just a thought. Unlike our sex life when I just couldn’t wait for it to be over because you didn’t have a clue how to get me off, Kim knows what he’s doing and he does it quite well.

I would appreciate you directing your comments at me and leave Laurie out of this little mind-fuck game you’ve decided to play. Despite what you might think she and I are not close friends and until a couple of days ago I didn’t even know that you were posting idiotic messages on her site. As for her offering to help me with my writing, take a close look at the posts on this site, does it look like I’ve been doing any writing? Unlike you I have a very busy and full life and not much time left over in the day to write.

Just one last thing, has your thought process and writing ability really deteriorated that much over the last couple of years or are you drinking that much? You complain about my writing ability and you can’t even put together a cohesive e-mail. If you really feel the need to critique my writing, and Laurie’s writing for that matter, at least present yourself as someone intelligent enough to make a coherent and valid point.