Hello, My ex is a chronic STJA. Sexually Transmitted Jack Ass.

Before we ever had sex he was cool to hang out with, but as soon as we did he changed into a control freak.

We broke up and that should have been the end of it but the disease not only affects the ill one-

but everyone one else around him.

Part of his condition is my fault, I will admit.

I have been an enabler.

I kept his number in my phone for emergencies…

Emergencies like… I’m engrossed in an awesome movie on my sofa

And I’m out of beer.

Or emergencies like…a few weeks have gone by, I’m stressed, and

I could use some affection and I trust his body.

This is addiction in action.

I have discovered in the mind of someone

Afflicted with STJA- these contacts lead to

Full on love reloaded, second chances, “she wants me” symptoms.

STJA causes dementia, I think.

It makes you act like a heroin junkie.

My ex has gone so far as to lose his wallet, to leave his lights on in his car

All evening or get pulled over by a cop and get a ticket just so he has to come back.

Like most Jack Asses, STJA’s are sociopaths.

Every time I have sex with him, he gets sicker, more addicted, more delusional.

The only way to save him will be the following treatment- The cut the puppet strings process.

It begins with an Anti Me fumigation statement.

I finally told him that while he thought I was on a business trip and he was at my house babysitting my son a few years ago, I was actually out of town with a friend I adore, having sex in a hotel for several days.

(Anti Me statements work best when they are true but they don’t have to be.)

The next phase-The Gotye/Adele phase- where you cease all communication is highly effective-

This way the part of the condition that is my fault has been removed from the ill one.

It consists of no more contact ever- under any circumstances, phone, physical or otherwise.

Burn photographs and donate memorabilia.

Remove his family and friends from facebook. Walk in a straight line into tomorrow.

Without him.

Without attachment.

This way the leech looks for another host.

This way everybody gets a fair shot at  healing.

The only way to save yourself from an STJA is to say, Goodbye.