i ran into a friend today at the grocery store. (she was our next door neighbor for several years and has a daughter 6 months older than parker). she said she almost didn't recognize me because the last time she saw me was shortly after 'renzo was born. i'm about 40 pounds lighter than i was then. 10 pounds underweight or so from stress, etc. she asked how i've been and i told her that r left me - 6 months ago, today. she said that she saw him a few months ago at the farmer's market and he totally spun the story differently. that we'd been having problems for a few years, that WE decided to separate, that WE decided to divorce. no mention of course of the affairs. or the drinking. or the walking out. i know i can't control what he says but knowing that he tells the story that way stings so fucking badly.