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01/25/2005: "Die, ex, die!"
Two weeks ago, Time's cover story was about happiness. I was reading it on the bus yesterday (I'm always behind with this magazine, which made the election stories pretty pointless) and a paragraph caught my eye:
"What the psychologists learned is that couples' contentedness depends not on how often they argue or on how much they disagree but on the way they fight. Couples who used insults, blame, sarcasm, eye rolling and interrupting had greater increases in levels of the stress hormones epinephrine and norepinephrine, the same hormones that increase during a heart attack."
Does this mean my Big-Evil-Ex is likely to die from a heart attack? *claps hands gleefully*
Is it morbid and wrong of me to still wish pain and suffering on Big-Evil-Ex over a year after we stopped talking? No? I didn't think so.
On a serious note, it's interesting how I adapted to Big-Evil-Ex's fighting mode after he started subjecting me to it. I'd never been mean to boyfriends before him, and just the idea of saying anything mean to Will leaves me feeling like I just kicked a puppy. However, once I started dating the king of whining, bitching, moaning, and being nasty, I ended up whining, bitching, moaning and being nasty right back. And damn, could he whine.
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If he's miserable, everyone should be miserable. Didn't you know that?melantha, Tuesday, January 25th