Send This To The Asshole You Actually Thought Gave A Shit About You

I’m a mature adult who doesn’t need a relationship in order to feel fulfilled. I’m trying to take the high road on my journey to get over you, but cursing is cathartic. So fuck you and your half-ass heart and yourshittyversion of happiness that doesn’t involve me. You can take your low standards and shove themup your ass. Now that that’s out of the way, here’s what I have to say to you:

Don’t worry. I’m doing fine.

It’s okay. You don’t have to text me. You don’t have to ask my friends how I’m doing. You don’t have to dedicatea second of your time to thinkingabout how much painyou brought into my life. The truth is, I’m doing fine without you. And I don’t mean “fine” as in I’m pretending to be doing great, but am secretly dying on the inside. I’m good. Much better than when you were around.

The confusion hurts the worst.

Even though I’vewastedhoursof my timethinking about“us,”I still don’t understand why you did what you did. I thought we had a connection. I thought I meant something to you. But apparently I readyoucompletely wrong. I wish I could look back with hindsight. I wishI understood why you decided to screw me over when I gave you nothing but love, but no matter how many nights I stay up, replaying our entire relationship, I still can’t figure it out. I guess I never will.

I hope I boosted your self-esteem.

If ourentire relationship was a way for you to inflate your ego, I hope it worked, because one day reality is going to demolishyou. One day, you’re going to realize that playing the field is an empty defense mechanismthat will nevermake you truly happy. I could’ve made you happy. But you didn’t accept my love, and it’s going to be hard for you to find someone else who will love you now that you’re in the habit of breaking hearts. You’re setting yourself up for disappointment.

Soon, you’ll mean nothing to me.

I’m not going to whine over the fact that I clearly meant nothing to you. You know why? Because in a few years, ourroles will be reversed. I won’t even remember the eye color of the boy who broke my heart, and you’ll be wondering what happened to the girl that actually gave a shit about you. Even though I’m still upset about what went down between us, the truth is, I lost nothing. You lost everything.

I’ve already won the breakup.

I might’ve spent a few nights crying over you, but I won the breakup, because I actually have a heart that lustsand hurtsand loves. I might’ve wasted monthstrying to make you happy, but I won the breakup, because I’m going to be a kickass girlfriend to the next guy that actuallydeserves me. I might’ve fallen fora scumbag like you, but I won the breakup, because now I know that I’mworth more than you could ever give me.

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