It's not that I don't get mad in life. I do. It's just having my mother and brother die far before their time means that not a great deal manages to really truly upset me. But...however long that fuse may be, it does have an end.
It can be an end that involves shrieking (the last and possibly only time that has happened was about twelve years ago) or it can be standing up for myself and putting my foot firmly down. Telling people EXACTLY what is going to happen, no discussion, no arguments and don't even think about arraging some sort of meeting to go over it. Which is what went down last night and this morning. I suspect The Girl, The Boy and The Ex are all in a bit of shock right now. Well, good. It's about time.
Good for you!!!!
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