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In Jr High, I dated my sister's ex. I didn't ask permission. I think they had been together for about a month. I don't remember if she complained, so if she did, it couldn't have been too loudly. We moved shortly after that.
When I was sixteen, my boyfriend and I broke up. I knew my aunt liked my newly ex's father. They asked my permission to date. I was confused as to why they even asked. I told them I have a beef with my ex, not with his dad. I liked his dad. I gave my blessing. I have no idea how long they dated because I never heard about it after that.
I've been married for 12 years, so all of my ex's are from long long ago. I wouldn't really care if any of my friends dated any one of my ex's...with the exception of one. If any of my friends are dumb enough to want that one, and I highly doubt that they are, I would not want to hear about him, see him, or smell him. He was mean, and I choose for him to not be a part of my life. If I lost a friend over that decision, so be it.
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