Today I had a short class at wsba involving seminar technology. The class went well, but the most important thing is that while there, I treated Kris exactly like a front desk clerk, nothing more.
There was no time wasted with pleasantries or stories; I had my thing to do and the only contact I had with her was to ask which direction to go.
I can't avoid having residual feelings about someone I loved and to whom I was married for over 10 years. Occasionally sharing photos of the cats is harmless I suppose (and I positively although perhaps meanly enjoy sharing triumphs of which she has no part) but I have to face the fact that she is bad for me.
There was no time wasted with pleasantries or stories; I had my thing to do and the only contact I had with her was to ask which direction to go.
I can't avoid having residual feelings about someone I loved and to whom I was married for over 10 years. Occasionally sharing photos of the cats is harmless I suppose (and I positively although perhaps meanly enjoy sharing triumphs of which she has no part) but I have to face the fact that she is bad for me.
Just bad for me.
And therefore ignoring her is good for me.
