What does anyone want an ex for? They’re just a continuous reminder of the past, whether it was a good relationship or not so good. You’re 100% right to burn your bridges. Now you’re free to move on, You’ve done what everyone should do. It didn’t work out ,let them go. I was visiting my older girlfireind in the hospital I was 17 and she was 24 she had to have a ovary removed and she had been shaved down there ! she wondered if her nerves had been damaged so I went down on her and ate her out , she orgasmed then was paying me back giving head . really GOOD head.
When I was a second year student nurse I was stood by the nurses station with a third year student nurse who was also male. I don’t know where the staff nurses were probably having a smoke. Anyway a very embarrassed looking gentlemen sidled up to the desk and said “I’m very sorry but the lady opposite my mother is er, how do I say this, er playing with herself” The third year looks at me and I said “Don’t look at me Mate you’re the senior” Anyway we both wander down to the bay where six beds are facing each other three in a row. Sure enough there is an elderly lady strumming away for all she’s worth, and being quite vocal about it.
Now if this were today I would probably just draw the curtains and let her get on with it. The colleague however decided he was going to intervene on her fun. He approached her front on and said “Now, now dear you shouldn’t be doing that in front of the visitors” Her answer to this was to fling her arms around my colleague. He tried to pull away for her but only managed to pull her up onto him, where she managed to get a really good grip and started shouting “[email protected]#£ me!” At the top of her lungs. The visitors were transfixed in a mixture of horror and incredulity whilst she ground herself against him while he squealed “Get her off me!”
I think you should attend as the mother of the groom, look lovely, be gracious. Smile for the photographs. Don’t say a word about your feelings. You will go to support your son but you will also go to support his future family. You don’t want “why wasn’t Grandma there” to come up. Be lovely, is my suggestion. Her children were 10 and 12 years younger than mine, putting them at 8 and 10. In addition, they had a flock of friends, and a few random stray kids from the neighborhood. All in a huge kidney-shaped kid stew that was more like a bowl of teeming piranha than a recreational endeavor.