I am starting to conform to stereotype - the one where lesbians stay friends with their exes.  It's not even all that long since I wrote a rant against that very thing and I guess I have to blame stuff for this turnaround.  So here goes.

I have exes who are really good people, who, despite having survived the horror or relationships with me, are compassionate enough to want to be friends.  Somewhere along the way I guess I also pulled my head out of my ass long enough to see them for the good ...