Hey Waffle Gang, I do hope you're well. My name is Mark and today we're checking out some more

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first story. Much love, guys.

Now, today's first story is from the Am I the Arsawl Subreddit and the username be on the screen.

I can't pronounce it.

I do apologize.

It's titled Am I the Asshole for Lashing Out at My Ex and Saying He's Not My Baby's Father.

I, Female 34, had been with my husband for over 12 years. We had our child when I was 31 and my husband 33. Sadly, recently, one and a half years ago when my baby was around two.

My husband, the love of my life, died in a tragic accident. Kellis driver hit his on a foggy, slippery road.

He died instantly in a crash.

His death left me in shambles.

Only thing that kept me at least sane was our daughter.

I couldn't believe that I lost him.

He was my rock, my light, and I loved him dearly.

In a way, I still cannot believe that he's gone. That's where my ex comes

in. In about a year after my husband's accident, he reached out to talk to me, to vent maybe.

We separated a long time ago, a couple of years before I've met my husband. We didn't exactly stay

friends, but we're on good terms and spoke occasionally.

Hi, how are you kind of talk?

So he reached out and offered to help as a friend.

It was unexpected, but I accepted because I really needed a friend and frankly, I didn't have a lot of close friends besides him.

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