Breaking up is hard to do — and for good reason. The emotional pain of a split can last for years, and if you have mutual friends, children or live in the same area, those lasting wounds can be opened time and time again.
It took me the better part of four years to finally be emotionally free of my first and last serious boyfriend/partner. For many reasons – not least the fact that he left me for someone else – the split was messy and hard and nasty. Actually, if we didn’t have a child together I would have lost contact with him a long time ago.
The nastiness of our break-up aside, I knew that as the father of my son I would have to make concessions about this man. It hasn’t been easy or fun yet over the years we’ve managed to maintain a tolerable relationship. I’ve chosen the “Kill him with kindness” approach, I pick my battles, and generally keep my opinions to myself; because despite our failed relationship, we must remain thoughtful and courteous to each other for the sake of our son – though there are times when that doesn’t quite happen.
Now that our son has entered his teenage years and favors socializing with friends over weekends with his father, I rarely need to interact with the man; which suits me perfectly.
In an incredible twist of fate this man whom I shared my life, my home, my bed, broke my heart and fathered my only biological child, is now my BOSS.
Yes, that brand-spanking-new job I started last Monday.
Yes, I was aware when he offered me the job that I would be reporting to him directly.
Yes, it IS a bit awkward.
While the thought of him can sometimes still make your skin crawl, however, somehow I must remain objective and professional. My first week on the job was quiet and productive. I’d say, that’s a pretty darn good start.
Swooning Maruca 
