Yesterday I went to go visit my ex-boyfriend's mom because it was her birthday (she was like a mom to me), like I do every year.  Well, you know what I'm going to say next....g'yeah, he showed up...

I haven't seen him in about 6 years, and I can't say the years have been kind to him.  He was missing one of his front teeth (on purpose, I later found out-WTF?), and he looked kind of homeless.  A mean thought yes, but what's even worse is that he is (!) sort of...he's back living with his mom.  (She didn't mention that detail.) Drrrrrraaaaaaamaaaaaaa.

Any who, to get on to a more relevant part of this schpeel, on my way out he asked me to come back in for a minute to talk about something, which somehow I was expecting.  He proceeded to apologize for all the things he's done over the tenure of our tumultuous (sp?) 4 year relationship.  It didn't affect me any because I'd secretly forgiven him a long time ago, I just could not tell him at the time, because that always backfired.  As long as he thought I was pissed I was golden.

The one thing I did have a hard time dealing with is that he pressured me to the point of violence to"give up" a child (read: euphemism for the 'A' word) which I still think about everyday, but he now has five kids by five different women, only one of which he sees & has custody of.

Thoughts?