Thanks for all of this. I really did let him lie to me even though my intuition was screaming at me. For a very long time. I'm glad I had the courage (the insanity? HA) to message the woman. Wasn't even the woman I'd initially suspected. His patterns are just so stinking predictable that I was like, look. I'm never going to be in that area, if she thinks I'm crazy, I don't care. She doesn't have to message me back. And if she does, then I can finally put to bed this nagging feeling I've had for a very, very long time that he's been systematically lying to me. Didn't take much. No stalking involved like he loves to imply.

It sort of annoys me that she didn't seem to care about what I had to say, and is still into him anyway. But then again, that's his favorite target. Willfully ignorant. Just glad I didn't end up taking that assignment down there like I'd been planning to.

Incidentally, I broke my foot the night I put wheels into motion to do so. Had to pass the job onto someone else, since I can't work for over two months. Coincidence? Maybe.