Not Depressed

We have this regular customer who has been away for a few years. She had a boy friend who lived in another state and she was living with him. This customer is just a tad crazy, but always worth a good story.

She has grown children and a few grandchildren, but isn't what you would think of as "grandmotherly." She likes to have a good time. She drives fast cars and travels when she gets the chance. She was a military widow at a young age, and has never remarried. She is very independent and guards whats hers pretty fiercely.

Today, she popped into our office to catch us up on her life. She broke up with the boyfriend several months back, but can't seem to rid him from her life. He keeps finding reasons to be in touch with her . . . his relationships with her family, money, joint property, etc.

She was telling us of the break up. Although she'd been living with him several states away, she'd moved back "home" because her mother needed help. They would travel regularly to spend weekends and holidays together. He was visiting on weekend. All seemed well. They'd made "romantic" use of a quiet afternoon. After the love-making, he got up and sat in the chair in her bed room and told her that since she wasn't living with him any longer, he'd gotten lonely and had found himself another woman and he thought perhaps he'd like to no longer have a relationship with our customer.

Mistaking our customer's shock for misunderstanding, he continued to talk on and on about the things he was doing with this woman and what attracted him to her.

Our customer said that she finally came to her senses enough to throw him out of her house. She said that she knew if she allowed him to stay any longer, the .45 under her bed would prove too useful.

In the weeks after the break up, she lost quite a bit of weight. Her doctor was concerned and referred her to counseling. To which, our customer responded "I'm not depressed. I'm angry I can't shoot the bastard."