For the love of God will someone please believe me when I say it's not about her. It's about the lies. It's the about the betrayal. It's about Valentines Day two years ago. It's about the plans you had no intention of keeping. It's the kiss. The "I'll see you Sunday." The rearrangement of plans. It's about MY fricken feelings. You can go ahead and think I'm selfish. I'm 21 I have every goddamn right to be selfish! I don't have a husband or children for that damn reason. It's MY life, right now, it IS about ME. They're MY feelings, I'm allowed to feel what I DAMN WELL PLEASE. I don't care if you have 12 children that is NO reason to lie, hurt, betray, or lead someone on.
For the record, I had EVERY intention of only seeing him Friday. HE HE HE HE was the one who said, and I quote "I can fix this. Sunday, Monday. Me + You." HE KNEW HE WAS GOING TO SEE AD AND LOVE HER AND FEEL ATTACHED AND BLAH EFFING BLAH. Yet he STILL made that promise. That is what this is about. It's about him making up lies to save himself then begging for forgiveness for 3 years. I cried until my eyes were swollen shut. But then I finally started to forgive him and trust him. 3 years and 10 minutes later, that's down the toilet because I don't believe annnything that comes out of his mouth. I mean it when I say I don't think I can ever trust him again. Or forgive him for that matter.
When is enough, enough?
P.S I TOLD YOU SO!
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