wish we never met (anger)

*86 days after love*

I unfortunately still love you and think about you a lot.

But you do have a talent in pissing me off.

You made me so upset today that I removed all your friends from my social media. They’re not my friends anyway – you made sure of that. Screenshots of your high school acquaintances asking my friends if what they heard from your friends is true – but do they even know the entirety of what happened between us?

I hate that we used to say that it didn't work out with everyone else because the universe conspired for us to be together. I hate that one day, you're going to be saying the same thing to some other girl. And actually mean it. After every single thing you put me through.

To my friends, I would rant about the annoying things – the way you forgot our anniversary that one time, or how you said something insensitive. Small silly things. But the big things, the ones that kept me up at night – no one aside from our therapist knew. Until now, none of my friends know.

I guess while you say you wanna fix things, you also didn’t care if I was tainted. I enjoyed hearing about how I heartlessly broke up with you even when you begged for more time to sort things out. Rumors about how I couldn’t stay because it’s been ten years and there’s no ring on my finger were fun for me.

Well, two words. Fuck you.

You did not just taint all the good memories from the past decade – you ruined love for me. I’m amazed at your audacity to walk around spouting nonsense as if you have no idea why I left. You've reached out to all our mutual friends and I've kept my mouth shut through all their "maybe you can still work things out" because I'm ashamed of the things I let you put me through.

I admit that I made a major hurtful lie once, early on in our relationship - you said one more and we’re done. But for years, you made the decision to commit the same mistake every single time, at my expense. You message me to tell me you’ve changed, and frankly, if you did, then good for you. But thanks to you, I now have crippling trust issues. So how could I believe you?

The only person I feel sorry for is anyone else who has to deal with all this bullshit. It’s not gonna be me.

Goodbye.

'wish we never met' is for the sad girls after giving a relationship all the chances they can give.

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