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I view him like a really rebellious 16 yr old. He doesn't take care of his responsibilities. He has impulse control issues. He wants to see the boys, but really babysits them more than parents. He gave up custody. He doesn't cook, he doesn't clean, he lives with whoever will take care of him, he doesn't keep jobs.

He basically does what he's told. If he's single he does what I tell him, when he isn't single I'm the meanest person on Earth and the source of all his problems and that's why he had to run away from home and he does whatever flavor of the week tells him to.

I view him as a flawed character. I do not feel any old sentimental feelings or desire. I feel disgusted. I can no longer see what I saw in him.

He can NEVER look me in the eye. He says the strangest things. He repeats himself. I can tell he feels uncomfortable around me. It is really rather strange.

I don't hate him but I don't like him. I think we call that indifference!!! And I like that very much!!!!

I view him as my third child.

I now view him as an empty shell that needs to be filled by someone else. I propped him up and, looking back, managed his image for years. With me beside him, he was the competent family man who had it all. Many people commented on how great they thought our relationship was.

When he called me and whined the other night about how CommandOwife needed to be represented in my son's family pictures, it initially angered me. Now, though, I see it for what it is-- he now looks to her for cues on how to behave, and she's happily leading him around by the nose. I doubt if it ever occurred to him how undignified and downright whipped he sounded when he called me to blabber about how his sidepiece is now a part of DS's family. He honestly sounded like he had gotten in trouble-- like his "mommy" had yelled at him and was making him call me to put me in my place (which you didn't, you sad sack).

I agree with what others have said on here. If the next guy I meet looks to me to define him, we're done. He has to be able to stand on his own two feet and not look to our relationship to give him a persona. I'm done with that. The next time I manage someone's image will be when I change careers and start working in PR.

How do I view my ex? Fortunately, we didn't have children together so I never have to view him in person. I've seen photos posted on my former sil's FB page and he looks "weird" in the photos. Lifeless eyes even though he's smiling, weird misshapen grin, hunched over. He looks like he has aged a decade in the three years. He looks ill...

What do I feel when I see these pictures? RELIEF!!!!!!!!!

[This message edited by better4me at 10:10 AM, April 17th (Thursday)]

My X-wh? Preferably in the crosshairs of a really awesome sight on a really, really awesome rifle.

Oh, that's not what you meant???

As a walking disease. I do not want him on my property. I dislike taking things he hands me because I find the idea of touching his flesh in the process abhorrent.

Yuck, just yuck.

For the most part I am so happy not to view him in any way and I am thankful that the divorce made this possible.

He is a sad, weak, pathetic, selfish, narcissistic sorry excuse for a man. He's an aging wanna-be college frat boy, almost 42 year old bartender that didn't get the memo that he's middle aged. He has the emotional maturity of a 2 year old complete with the temper tantrums when he doesn't get his way. I am sad that my kids have to have him for a father and I am ashamed to know him. If he would kindly walk off the face of the earth the world would be a better place.

...through the scope of a 30 ought 6 if I had the choice.

All kidding aside, like so many here, I see him as a child throwing a tantrum. I have also seen pictures of him since his new marriage began and there is no life in his eyes. He has no hope left and again, this is by his choice.

A sick F*ck that only thinks of himself and leaves a trail of destruction wherever he goes.

I view him as a deeply flawed and sad man. Except when I view him as a source of comic relief for you all.

How do I view my ex?

Pathetic.

This man gets to know he bailed on a promise and a vow.

This man gets to know the life he has built is built on the destruction of a promise he made with honor.

This man gets to raise 3 illegitimate kids with a woman knowing that she was willing to steal someone's husband to do so.

This man gets to know that he is viewed in society as a piece of shit for what he did to me.

This man gets to accept EVERY DAY that the vows he took with me and the promises he made to me were a joke. He gets to know that when he disgarded me, I went to a ditch and not a palace (FOR NOW). That realization has not fallen flat with him.

He knows he is a loser and a cheat. He knows that no matter what his 3 illegitmate brats grow up to believe about him, he IS and always WILL BE a loser.

That realization is enough for me.

I get out the Chlorox Wipes after he collects kids and wipe anything he was near.

Last time I saw XH I walked right past him and sat right behind him- I didn't recognize him till my kids acknowledged him. Even then I was like who's the old guy they're talking to?

XSO was just posted in a mutual friends Easter pic on FB, he looks the same, grayer. I haven't seen him in almost 2 years. Our friend ( older than him) looks about 10-15 years younger.

Feelings.... Meh!

Through a wide angle lens; he's gotten rather heavy

She's a bully that plays the victim.

This does vary a bit depending on the day. But mostly, I simply do not recognize him; he is a stranger. Even physically, I don't recognize him-- his appearance has completely changed.

It's really odd to realize you've spent decades with someone you never knew on a deeper level than how he preferred his eggs.

He once came to the house shortly after DDay and told me that "we need to talk", then didn't say anything for a few minutes. I thought to myself during that time that he looked like a sad puppy. But I quickly mentally corrected that to what I knew was the truth about him.

He is really a *sick* puppy who found willing women wherever he could, like Craigslist ads for casual, anonymous sex. And who M one slut but still had a dating profile online with messages from women that somehow showed up on my computer when I googled someone else, TWICE, searching different names months apart. And the second time they were new messages and the old ones had been read. I guess I should have tried to figure out his password.