My ex showed up on my doorstep one day, after I’d kicked him out.He handed me a bag with a dozen eggs and a half-pound of bologna. Okay. I took it just to get him off my back.Imagine my surprise when I met a mutual friend the same day, and he said, “I saw Alex today, he was bragging that he’d stocked your fridge from top to bottom.” It was a typical Saturday morning when my ex, Alex, showed up at my doorstep. This wasn’t unusual, except for the fact that I had kicked him out two months ago after he turned my life into an episode of a bad reality show. I didn’t even hear him knock—he just appeared, like a misplaced cloud, looking all sheepish and holding a plastic grocery bag…..