I was talking about this with my boss, who is also a longtime friend, yesterday. I associate bad memories with months. (I know - I really should narrow it down a bit.)<br />
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Here are the months he's ruined for me:<br />
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January: He told me in January of this year that he'd been talking to a lawyer and wanted a divorce. Gave me the ILYBINILWY speech. Said there was no point in MC. Swore there was no one else. This month was already fvcked for me, though, because I lost my Mom suddenly on 1/27/92.<br />
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February: Month of DDay - 2/20/15. As if that isn't quite enough, my stepmother of 42 years died on 2/19/14.<br />
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May: This one is probably the King of the Sucky Months. He moved out on 5/5/15. On 5/14/15, she came down from the misbegotten state of Missouri and spent a weeklong Fvck-a-Thon with him in the first house we bought together and lived in for 11 years very happily - in the same bed, even. 5/26/15 would have been our 25th wedding anniversary. Then there's the matter of 5/12/31 being my Dad's birthday, and I lost him in 2008. Needless to say, I was not sorry to see the backside of this month this year.<br />
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September: He met the OW on 9/27/14, at a funeral in, again, the misbegotten state of Missouri. My hatred of this month started with my Dad's death on 9/5/08. This doesn't help. Wake me up when September ends, indeed.<br />
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On the flipside, he does NOT get to take these months from me:<br />
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December: Even though I've come to find out he spent a week with her in The Navel of This Great Country, St. Louis, Missouri, in December of 2014, lying to me that he spent it with friends of supposedly both of ours, he cannot take Christmas from me.<br />
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March: Even though my 50th Birthday came less than a month after DDay and found me at about the depth of my despair, I went out with my brother and enjoyed myself, anyway. I also flew up to my GREAT home state of New York that month and saw a great play with a longtime friend. Fvck you. You will not take my Birthday month.
I am so sorry that your ex spouse did all those rotten things. However, it's not the state of Missouri's fault. My daughter was born on 5/5 and my birthday is 5/14. See, there are two good things
I know how you feel because these same things have happened to me. I don't wish to ever return to AR but it's my ex that I have to blame, not the state.