The ex is on our east-coast vacation with my replacement. One of the few of his friends I’ve continued to follow on social media posted a pic tonight (notably un-tagged) that shows the whole group all smiles and happiness. My replacement is very conspicuously showing her left hand in the shot and it is sporting a very obvious ring. It’s not a particularly matrimonial looking thing. But it’s there.
The thing is, I know he’s no good. I know he’s a liar and a cheater and is now utterly dependent on whomever he’s with. He now has religious beliefs which are in utter opposition to my own. His mother is a grade-A bitch and hates my guts. I know I don’t want any of that in my life. So the only reason I can fathom that this still bothers me even a little is I’m just a sore loser.
I’m on vacation and it’s paradise. The weather is perfectly balmy without being suffocating. The sea is warm, the turtles are abundant, the rum is plentiful. I’m trying really hard to not let this sour my peace.
I unfollowed the last remaining friend.