The Netherlands is calling and I must go shirt, hoodie, sweater and v-neck t-shirt (2024)

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The Netherlands is calling and I must go shirt, hoodie, tank top, sweater and long sleeve t-shirt

He has engaged again before I even felt comfortable dating (I mean, I was raising a newborn). He was married within three years. I wonder if she’s seen the The Netherlands is calling and I must go shirt so you should to go to store and get this red flags—like when he had no friends at the wedding. I thought about contacting her and giving her a warning but decided it was in my best interest to keep my distance. The only bill up-to-date was my home insurance (not suspicious at all, right?). I was confused because I had bank statements, etc that showed we were all good. I had a decent job, there was no reason for this. Turns out they were all forgeries. When I asked him how he did it, he smiled and said “well I’m not stupid”. Well, I wasn’t either. Called his parents and told them to pick his ass up. Filed for an emergency order of protection and divorce. Let me tell you, nothing says rock bottom like showing up for the delivery of your child with a copy of a restraining order to hand over to hospital security. My mom also printed for me the definition of a sociopath. It took a few days before I could even stomach reading it. Yes, I definitely married a sociopath. He visited the baby once, for a thirty-minute supervised visit. Played mind games for a while, then gave up all rights to her. The best thing that could have ever happened to us. I can’t imagine the damage he could have done to a child. Twelve and a half years later, and I’m out of debt with excellent credit, remarried to a great guy and he adopted my oldest daughter and we have one together. Last I knew my ex is still out there, piling up debt, married with two more kids. She probably doesn’t know we exist. If so, he lied about what happened. I still don’t know what he did with the tens of thousands of dollars he got out of me. My roommate, Marion, told me that I had to move out after I’d just moved in with her a little over a month before. But it was more than that. It was like she’d done a complete 180, and had abruptly become super-paranoid about me, and thought that I was going to get her kicked out of her apartment. And I had done NOTHING to give her any trouble, or any reason to distrust me.

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