I have a migraine and the only thing making a dent in it is percocet (which is also making me itchy; all drugs must hate me), and I'm thinking, okay, I have a nice cold chardonnay in the fridge that would go great with the narcotics because wow, do I wish I could un-see all that.
And I wish that my boyfriend didn't have a box of photo albums of his life with his ex-wife. Including WHAT THE FUCK THROW THEM AWAY.
My sang-froid, supporto-gal demeanor? GONE RIGHT NOW.
Damn, Teppy. Definitely not the time to talk about it, but it is conversation to save for later.
Ouch indeed. Though given that he's a packrat, you've said, not surprising he hasn't gone through stuff and gotten rid of it, maybe even realized he had it. But now would be a good time to say "oh, didn't realize I still had those! Where's the shredder?"
Yeah, did you say he has aspergers? At any rate socially clueless. He will have no idea there is anything wrong with this until you tell him, and yes you have to wait until an appropriate moment to tell him. But one of the downsides of living with someone with really poor social skill. And I know this sort of thing is inconsistent. Not poor 100% of time.
Yeah, did you say he has aspergers?
ADD. And he's actually fairly socially clueful, which is why I'm so very WHAT THE FUCK.
Ah. Yeah not the same thing. Sorry, I was hoping I could help by attributing to something clinical.
Nah, it's cool. I wish I could attribute it to cluelessness, too.
(Also, I am not going to mix booze and pills. Though it's appealing.)
I have memorabilia from DH#1 and DH#2. Both my prior wedding dresses, pictures and stuff. It isn't so much that I keep reminders of the men, but it was a part of my life. Not different from my elementary school report cards and high school year books.
I have old pictures. I don't have them displayed, but I have them. It's my past.
I get that it's awkward to see them and I don't think I'd go through any of my pics with someone new. But I'd put them away, not throw them out.
Even with that though, yes, I can see where it would be hard for me to see pictures of an ex. Actually it was when it happened. But the past happened, so...