I just want to explain why I am not more pissed off than seems appropriate. When we were young, I treated D. really cruelly. I have (let us say I had - I hope it is in the past) a dark side that rejoiced when she made men who loved her suffer pain. This topic was somewhat covered in my last T and I think I made progress in that I do not want my ex to suffer anymore, but clearly much more T is still needed. At any rate, in one form or another but I have done it to every man who had the misfortune to love me. In the case of D., it was showcasing of my boyfriends. Three boyfriends in a row in front of his very eyes. The last one would become my first (short-lived) husband. And once I was spending time with D. at my place and the would-be husband arrived and I started kissing him or some such, I think even he was appalled at the inappropriateness of my actions in public. I knew that D. was still in love with me and still cared. That scene is in front of my mind's eye all the time, and I appreciate D. for perseverance and tolerance and for the fact that he is still my friend whereas many other people in his situation would have long abandoned me. So that is why I am going to tolerate his insensitivity for now. I figure what I was doing to him was worse than what he is doing to me now.