I found out my ex has a new boyfriend by seeing him walk out of her room in the morning on Friday when I went to go pick up my dog. She knew for a full day beforehand that I was going to be there at that time, and yet, that still happened. It doesn't bother me that she moved on, but this is the second time she's done something like this after we broke up and the lack of respect she has for me is becoming readily apparent.
There's nothing quite like that to take the wind out of my sails when I'm supposed to be having a good time visiting my family for the weekend. Sasquatch can't come soon enough, I need to have a ridiculously good time to wash this junk off my plate.