This is what I truly think of you. I think you’re pathetic. I think that you can’t fucking handle the fact that there was someone better. I think that you make up shit in your head to make you feel better, but deep the fuck down you can’t stand that fact that I’m happier somewhere else without…
You wanted me to read it, I’ll give you one better.
Clearly youre the one whos making up things in your head. I told you I understood, I told you yea go ahead and move to be with your sister. It’s when you ignored me for him. It’s when we were still together and you put him at your priority. You’re calling me unfaithful? Look at yourself. Don’t fucking try to play this off as if I’m the bad guy, cause I’m not. All I did was try to fucking fix things, you lied to me and told me that you would never leave me. You told me that I was always going to be your only choice. That I didn’t have to worry. You lied. You fell for him, and you denied it. You told me you weren’t interested in him. Another lie. I don’t give a shit that you’re happy. If anything I am happy you have a better life. I even fucking told you that if you found someone that would make you happier than I would let you go. Only if I knew it would truly make you happier. So go ahead and call me what you want. But I did everything for you. I never once cheated on you like you probably tell people I have. You also likely tell people that I was constantly flirting with random girls, cause ya know, I talked to so many “Random Girls.”
Another thing, going back and reviewing it to make sure I got everything, I am not anywhere near perfect. Nothing is perfect. Did you not get that for dating me for nearly 9 months? I don’t see anything as perfect because perfection is not achievable. You can get closer and closer but never reach it. I’m about as far from perfect as I can get. You say that I said you faked it all? No, I said it felt like that because you just dropped me like I was some piece of shit extra weight. you didn’t even flinch at the idea of never seeing me again. Meanwhile I was trying to get you to stay with me.
So, as you said, no shred of respect left, it’s mutual. Stop trying to start shit and go live your new life. I’m not a part of it anymore.
You obviously don’t know what I went through when I wasn’t talking to you. I cried every night and I still call myself a piece of shit. You think I wanted this to happen, no, I had my whole life planned out. But shit changed. I tried to talk to you but every time I did we would get in a fight. When you told me about Ms. Gorgeous I was so happy for you, but it resulted in a fight. I tried my hardest to stay in contact but what’s the point if all we do is fight. Stop acting like this was easy for me, because it wasn’t. Nothing was easy. Its still not easy. I’m trying to pick up everyone else’s shit and deal with my own. The only thing I resent you for is when you said “I hope he does what you did to me”. I died inside because I can’t lose someone else. He isn’t just my significant other. He’s my best friend down here, my only friend. Other than my sister and her boyfriend. He’s the only one outside of the family. Its not even the fact that I don’t want to lose a lover its the fact that I don’t want to lose a best friend. And saying that you hope he leaves me hurt more than anything.