The Curse is Broken...

For years, Halloween with Rob was short of colorful. I dont rememeber much that we did for Halloween, with the exception of the last few, while on rocky grounds, at a friends home. Other than that, Hallowen was spent at home. More for the lack of social skills Rob has/had. I wonder if he will again, do nothing and hide from the world outside. I remember whenever we would go out, and not in a social setting, rather, out to run errands, or shopping, which was all our social life consisted of. His worry was if we should bump into someone. That always left me baffled as, there was no outside life? Who could he possibly bump into?? He has no friends, no real friends that is. If I think about it now, he probably didnt want to bump into one of his tricks and getting caught red handed, it was already too late... Its the only "people" he should have been worried about bumping into really. It was funny how, the few times I went on holidays alone, I was told of his adventures out with friends. Whenever we were together, if we went out, our evening ended fairly early. But when I wasnt in the picture, whether it be a work function or a social function, he would be out all hours. Returning home at 2, 3 in the morning. I remember after my first solo adventure abroad, upon my return I was told of his going out with a few friends of ours to a queer watering hole...we NEVER did that in the last 10 years, and we didnt after hearing that...I remember questioning him, why dont we ever do that..why dont we go out...More thank likely, he couldnt not do what he really wanted to do when we were together, especially at some queer venue...Could it be cuz he couldnt do as he wished in my presence? Not that he could with our common friends, but he was free when I wasnt around. It baffles me, the life I lead considerin how much more fun it is these days. Without a thought of missing or wantin to see him again, Im free as ever. I can have fun, not worry about where I go, no fear of running into anyone as he would feel anytime we would step out...even to the local mall. With me in the picture, he would pass out at 8pm, maybe 9...though when he would leave, or I was away, he somehow found the energy to be up til 4am chatting and meeting fellow slags...He called this "boredom", how nice to hear...how nice to find out about his lies...and how genuine of him...to lie about it.
Halloween has now come and gone and a nice time was had, nicer than the last couple of years together. Last year, for New Years, having had a rough couple of weeks prior, I opted to spend New Years alone...It was a bit odd, and in the end I had a nice time, even alone. I made the choice to do seperate things, to break the bond, to break the habit of, "me". Not sure how it will pan out this year, BUT I know that I dont need him to have a good time, rather he opposite, with him, there was no fun, The curse is broken.
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