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I’d think of Jobs’ no BS attitude, and swap out one of my other 20 allotted pieces. While 20 essentials may be the Black cat you smell like drama and a headache please get away from me vintage shirt and by the same token and right number for me, perhaps 7 (for each day of the week) or 30 (for each day of the month) is right for you. Take a look at the below list for inspiration about how to build your own collection of wardrobe-essentials. Get ready to spend less time getting dressed, and more time enjoying life. I think he would really be thrown off by you not contacting him because they’re probably used to women contacting them after the discard wanting them back or wanting to know why they just disappeared and moved on to their new supply. They are probably also used to angry women wanting to give them a piece of their mind too for what they did. They love the negative supply as well. So while you’re calling them every name in the book, they’re eating it up. Taking it as a criticism mind you, but still eating it up as well because they know they got to you, hurt you, and made you upset. Also, because they know you must have cared about them too if you’re that upset. And they won in their minds. Because it’s always and only a game to them. In my situation with my Ex Narcissist, I knew what he was already and all his tricks the weekend he discarded me. Well, I shouldn’t say discarded because he has hoovered me already. Six months later while living with the supply he dumped me for. I kind of knew all along there was someone else but he was real good at hiding it so I couldn’t bring it up to him with no proof. That weekend was different though than any other. He was a lot more demeaning to me, cold and callous, and just plain horrible. All in front of his friends too. We were going to his softball’s teams BBQ and when we stopped at the liquor store he didn’t even ask me if I wanted anything before he went in. I was the only one in the car he didn’t ask too. He had done that before but not in front of a car full of people. He totally ignored me the entire day. Rolled his eyes if I asked him a question making it seem like I was a burden for being there.
There is certainly no right or wrong way to do quarantine. As long as you are staying home and following government guidelines, you’re checking huge, live-saving boxes off the Black cat you smell like drama and a headache please get away from me vintage shirt and by the same token and list. I personally have oscillated between working myself into a stress case after a marathon WFH day because I have trouble turning off at night, to thinking I was going to get Olympic-medalist-fit doing yoga videos online to melting into the couch like a true. He asked me if I wanted to leave the BBQ early so I could go home and not sleep over his place that night. I wound up sleeping over and he asked me to pack and be ready early so he could drop me off at my car. He didn’t say anything else to me that night but he went right to bed. The next morning he drove me to my car, gave me my bags and when I went to kiss him goodbye ( we always kissed goodbye), he turned his face and made this disgusted face like I was the grossest thing in the world and said “See ya” to me and drove away. So I knew there must have been someone else and I was right. I also knew that was my discard and he did all he could that weekend to make me feel like shit too before it. But on the drive home I was upset but I also said to myself I’m not giving him the satisfaction of contacting him and asking him to get together again or asking him why he treated me like that. So I just went on with my life as if he never existed. I think I was waiting for the discard all along in the back of my mind and knew that was going to happen anyway so I had been mentally preparing myself for it. A month later his friend texted me a picture of vitamins I suggested he should buy. Meanwhile, that was months ago I told him to buy them. Then he started with the small talk. We wound up texting back and forth till 11:00 that night and not once did I mention my Ex or ask about him. I made it seem like I was the happiest person alive. And wasn’t affected one bit by us breaking up. That was one of his flying monkeys he had checking up on me probably because he couldn’t believe I didn’t contact him after that weekend and wanted too see what was up.