Look Who's Back

Whassup, muthafuckas? Damnnnnnnn.....HELLLLLLLLLA shit has gone down since that last post. Um...looking back at all my old posts, I'm amazed at how DETAILED I was...anyone who knows me or him, would know who I was. Let's see...how can I update this shit without saying too much. First...I am not in any emotional distress right now. I was, but things have a way of mending themselves. After "Like WHOA", a few things happened. I discovered that there were other females in the picture, by way of some forwarded emails that came from his email account and they were sent to I assume everyone who was in his inbox. I was approached once again by wifey, this time in email, and I once again, was miffed by the lies he told on me and by the fact that he hadn't even given enough of a fuck about me to try and smooth things over with me. So I spilled my beans...AGAIN. So, once again, shit hit the fan and splattered everywhere. Weeks went by and then nothing; except a phone call he made to me out of the blue saying that we couldn't talk anymore which pissed me the hell off, but I was with FB at the time and couldn't say much. Fortunately for him. I didn't talk to him for about four months; but broke the silence by first sending this big ass tell off letter, which didn't get a response, then I called...and he answered. We were both scared as hell: he was scared to talk to me because he didn't know what I was going to do, and I was scared of him because I didn't knowhow he was going to treat me, and what he was going to tell me about what had really happened. Where we are now: still talking, but not nearly as much. Right around the time we started talking again, the emails kicked up again (but I know it was him that did it because I saw the IP address and also, after the account was deleted, I was able to figure out what profile information was used to start it, and the info was what he had used on another account, info close to mine - don't worry about how i know that, just mind ya binness). So he got nervous again. Our contact is limited to email only, which he sends from his phone. He uses IM at home under his son's ID, and I use another ID when he's using that one. Slowly but surely, we're warming back up to each other. You wonder, damn has this bitch learned anything? I still have a lot of the same feelings for him, but I am also talking to someone else that might have some potential...but it's also long distance. I can't shake this mophoe from my system. He's like some kind of raging mutant virus. I want to say more about it, but maybe a lil later. If I had any sense I would delete this damn blog...maybe repost it under a different name at least.