Book Of Likes Faces

I'm a bit hurt . My ex recently wanted to reconnect as friends and after setting certain boundaries, we have been getting on well. After 2 and a half years together we obviously still had chemistry and were getting on and the topic of what even happened to cause the end of it came up. One moment that came up was we were at a gig of a band she wanted to see and all her friends that I hadn't yet met were there and we met up for pre drinks for about 4 hours before the show, bearing in mind I don't drink and everyone was very rowdy so I sat quietly not knowing what to say. Then for the show we were right at the front at the barrier and I felt very claustrophobic and my senses went into meltdown but I held it together. After the show they all wanted to stay out then go clubbing but by that point I had absolutely no social battery left, not a chance I could mask any longer and they started smoking which makes me struggle to breathe and panic. I took myself to one side and instead of having a loud meltdown, I had a quiet one just to recharge a bit. Things were tense on the way home and we broke up a week later. I only found out tonight that the while time they all thought I was weird and was being rude and dismissive and when asked what was wrong, she admitted to telling everyone I was just having a tantrum. I feel betrayed, after two and a half years she should have empathised a bit more. To cut a long story short, they wanted a normal night out and I couldn't handle it and was therefore ridiculed. I don't know if it's an overreaction to cut her off again as this happened 6 months ago but I feel betrayed more than anything and it hurts that the person I trusted more than anyone didn't have my back to look popular and funny in front of their friends. Sorry for the essay, you don't have to read it but just needed somewhere to vent.

I am going to tell you about a paranormal incident in my home. I have been posting anonymously until today. My ex husband and I had been in this house for about 2 years when this happened. We were down in the basement watching TV one evening and I came upstairs to make popcorn. I got the popper going and decided to run to the bathroom real quick. As I was going down the hall a man stepped out of an empty bedroom. He had his head down like he was reading a book or something but he wasn't holding a book. I immediately thought it was my husband because even though I couldn't see his face it was definitely him! Then I noticed he was wearing a green striped shirt and green pants the exact same clothes he was wearing the day I met him in 1976. So I knew it wasn't him lol. Those clothes were long long gone. I said who are you and he looked up and had a completely shocked look on his face then poof! He vanished. It was definitely my husband's face. I was a little rattled but I got the popcorn and drinks and went back downstairs. He could tell something had happened so I told him. He was more rattled than I was lol. And by the way I didn't realize it until later but the bedroom door was closed so he walked through it. It never happened again.