I told him it made me uncomfortable, but he just said, \u201cShe doesn\u2019t have anyone else.\u201d I tried to let it go\u2014until she called during our anniversary dinner about a leaking sink. And he left.<\/p>\n
I sat alone at the table, wondering when our marriage became a waiting room. Later, my ex texted about a charity event and I agreed to help. I mentioned it at dinner. His jaw tightened.<\/p>\n
A few days later I said I planned to meet my ex for coffee. \u201cYou\u2019re not seriously going?\u201d he asked.
\n\u201cWhy not?\u201d I said. \u201cHe just needs a friend.\u201d<\/p>\n
That\u2019s when something finally shifted. He went quiet that night. The next morning he showed me a message he\u2019d sent her: \u201cI can\u2019t keep fixing everything for you.\u201d<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t love how I made my point, but he understood it. Sometimes people only learn boundaries when they experience what it\u2019s like to live without them.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"