The Ex Factor
When I was in my very early twenties, I learned that my BF had cheated on me for months and the other girl was pregnant and keeping the baby. It was 100% certain and I was so traumatized by this that I broke up with him over the phone in about 15 seconds, without revealing what I knew, and then went hard no contact. I didn’t even want to yell at him. I wanted him to cease to exist.
About a year later I ended up with a short-term contract with his company that was too good to pass up, so I did my best to avoid him until one day cornered me and started into me, in front of about six of his co-workers, about how it was sh*tty it was we couldn’t just be friends, how immature I was to avoid him, and how I couldn’t even be ‘basically civil’ to him.
I blurted out “Congratulations on the birth of your child. Remind me how old the babe is?’ and ran from the room.
His coworkers put 2 and 2 together and I hear he didn’t last much longer there.