I saw M this week and, again, I was left wondering why I continue to do so. I never had any expectations of him and this time he went well below the expectations I didn't have. He was so rude to me the entire night and I really have no excuse for why I allow him to treat me this way. Yes, I love assholes but at the end of the night I shouldn't feel like one.
I'm gonna follow Lady G's rule on this one and shine on without M.