Isn’t it interesting how hastily things turn from sentimental love to actually hate? It seems like there is such a fine line between adoring somebody and wishing that they would die.
- Maybe this is a bit extreme, but you understand what I’m saying.
One afternoon, you’re residing with somebody and planning out an entire life with them, and the next afternoon you feel sick when you guess about seeing their face again. For me, relationships tend to end with a bang and a lot of bitter feelings. Personally, I don’t feel as much spite as my ex’s generally do. Maybe I’m just more forgiving than they are, or maybe it’s because I generally find some way to get one iota of revenge.It does not have to be mean-spirited or seriously obvious, even though I like to feel like I’m getting the final word. With my most recent ex, that has been fairly easy. When I left her house, I was never logged out of her smart thermostat. In fact, she entirely does not realize that I’m linked to the smart thermostat because I’m the one who set up with the temperature control component for him. Since I’ve never been kicked out of the Heating and Air Conditioning program or air temperature settings, I like to use the convenient smart thermostat application for tiny acts of revenge. Every once in a while, when I guess of something shitty that she did to me, I log into the smart thermostat and change the air temperature control settings. Maybe I crank up the heat in the middle of the night. Maybe I just alter the boiler control plan by a few degrees everyday. Or maybe I turn off the heater all the way. No matter what I choose to do, I always feel better knowing that she must be uncomfortable.