One month ago, I called Tom and asked for picking up the dogs for the weekend. Tom didn’t answer the phone. Instead, he wrote me an emai.

Here is the summary of the email - It’s been two years. You have moved on and so have I. I felt emotional difficult to see you when you came to get the dogs. It’s also not fair to my girlfriend. You should get a new dog and start the new relationship with the new dog. Please stop contact me. Thank you. Tom

I replied - I suggest we meet in person and get everything clear up.

He wrote - When I said don’t contact me. I meant don’t contact me. If you ever try to call or email me. I’ll call the police on you. Tom

I was so mad that you can’t image. My body was even acting weird and sick just because of what he said in the email.

Here is the FATE -
Last Wed. I was going to Costco and got stopped in the parking lot by ... guess who... Tom. Can you believe that? I was late and didn’t even notice people around me. There he was, stopped me, and said "Hi." I was like ... "oh hi, and hey... by the way ... about that email... do you think that is necessary? What kind of harm am I possibily done to you? PLEASE GROW UP! and you girlfriend is your business. I don’t care. If she has a problem for me coming to see the dogs, give me the dogs. I don’t think my boyfriend will have any problem with you visiting the dogs. Of coursel... Tom said "NO" so anyway... a long story short ... I told him "have you dogs, and GO FUCK YOURSELF"

I felt so good afterward. I knew that I should be a bigger person and just let it go and should not have said thing like that. However, I realized that sometimes, I need to tread people the same way as they treated me. I need to stand up for myself. I don’t want to be pushed around anymore. I had enought.