Well, hello again you psychopathic dick. I'm sorry, sociopath is the correct word to use for you. You weren't crazy, you just manipulated the hell out of me. What the heck did I do to deserve it?
Oh that's right I was supposedly the crazy one in the relationship. I was the one who was controlling you. You the one who was of adult age getting naked pictures from a 14-year-old girl. Do the words pedophile or Megan's Law offender mean ANYTHING to you? Clearly not.
Flashback to 17-year-old me... Imagine a curly redheaded girl who dressed in a lot of black and who was bullied a lot by her peers. Hi fuck face remember me? I was the girl who you decided to date our senior year, thanks to our families knowing one another through social groups.
I'm not gonna lie, I had a huge crush on you. You were everything I thought I wanted in a man. You were funny, you seemed smart, kinda cute, and you liked me back. So why not see where this went right? WRONG!
To tell the truth, the first four months were pretty good. We were a pretty rocking couple, or so I thought. So, why did you have to break up with me?
Oh, wait I know why, because you wanted to sleep around... and yet you still came back a month later. Turns out you couldn't get anyone to lay you. Isn't that pretty funny? Before knowing this however, my dumb ass takes you back because you said you made a mistake, and you really wanted to be with me.
And here starts the worst 2 years of my life.
Why did you tell me you wanted to be with me if you had the balls enough to cheat on me for months I will never know. Not only were you dating me, but you had three pages of Facebook messages worth of girls and you were still flirting with them.
I made my decision to go to college because it was my decision and not yours. I would be attending Thiel College, which is an hour away from where we lived. So when I told you where I WAS GOING to school, why did you get angry and yell at me because WE didn't discuss it... it wasn't your decision to make.
You weren't going to college, and you never had a job before. So why were you getting pissed at me?
It took me so long to figure out that it was because you wanted to control me. Sadly, I was already up at school and a month deep into my classes before I realized what was going on. By then, I already knew that you were still cheating on me, only physically now, and I took matters into my own hands.
No, no I didn't hurt anyone...I just had some fun on my own. Too bad you never found out about it until years later. I wish you would have found out sooner. Maybe the 387 phone calls between the hours of 11 pm and 6 am would have stopped. Maybe my text messages would have been a normal 700-1000 a month...instead of 26,000 per month.
Maybe no one would have told me that I had to say with them because no one else would deal with my mental illnesses and everyone really hated me. Maybe I would have never been raped when I told you to go have sex with Scarlett since you found her so attractive.
Well, by the grace of God, I can finally now let go and say unto you...
Fuck You
