Saturday, September 28, 2013

Venting.

Can anyone tell me why everyone thinks I'm some sort of monster? I'm way too nice for my own good. Someone tried hitting me with their car before because they hated me. The same person said to me one day, "You're too nice. You need to start being a bitch." All I do is try to help people out. I would give someone the shirt off of my back if they asked for it. When it comes to people I absolutely despise, I'm STILL nice to them. If they ask me for a cigarette, I give them a cigarette. It's just the kind of person I am.

I've been screwed over too many times to count in relationships and friendships alike. I finally give up on dating, and meet the most amazing man ever and he manages to change my mind. I fall in love, everyone hates me. How does that work?

And then there's the people I hang out with, they ask me to clean their disgusting house full of dog shit and fleas, or cook for their 43958209 kids, then they decide to call Children and Youth on me, saying I'm doing drugs in front of their kids and fucking every guy alive. I'm sorry you and your husband are drug addicts, and your 15 year old daughter does drugs daily and screws anyone with a penis.

Also, what is with people accusing me of trying to steal their disgusting husbands? One: I am not attracted to tall scrawny dirtballs. Two: You're the idiot that decided to marry them.

I don't know. This is the reason I don't talk to anybody anymore. Everyone hates me because I'm in love with an amazing man and I have an incredible son.

Maybe I should just become a bitch. Talk smack on me, get your teeth knocked down your throat. Or I can go around accusing people of dealing drugs and fucking other peoples' husbands, just like they do to me.

No, I won't stoop down to their level.

To my ex "friend":

First off, if you were truly my "friend", a guy wouldn't have been the reason to break a friendship. I understand you had feelings for him or whatever, but YOU ARE MARRIED. People who cheat on their spouses are the lowest of the low. You're scum. You married your husband for a reason. If you're not happy, fix your marriage, or get a divorce, THEN pursue a new relationship. Don't tell somebody's boyfriend (now fiancé) that you would divorce your husband for him. This shit infuriates me.

You had mentioned my fiancé's darker side. I have met "Mr. Hyde". I don't like that side of him, but I've learned to look the other way and give him his space. It passes, and he's back to his old self in no time.

I don't know what you had to warn him about. Yes, I admit I got myself into a bad situation while I was with my son's sperm donor, but I removed myself from said situation, and cut ties with those who were involved. I regret even getting myself into that situation, but I've learned from it and have stayed away from anyone who would get me back into a situation like that. It was, by far, the worst time in my life. I appreciated the fact that you were "there" for me while everyone else was out to destroy me.

I wasn't looking for a relationship when I met him. After how many failed attempts at whatever pathetic excuses of relationships I had in the past, I had given up. He changed my mind. The more I talked to him, the more I learned to trust him and I fell for him. We are now engaged to get married. I have never been so sure about anything in my life. Nobody is going to ruin that for us. I have finally found somebody I want to marry and spend the rest of my life with. The only other person I have ever loved this much is my son.

When you accused me of trying to steal your husband from you, I was livid. I AM NOT AND WAS NEVER ATTRACTED TO HIM. And don't you think IF I were ever attracted to him, I would've tried stealing him from you when we first met? The thought of you even accusing me of something like that is disgusting. You asked me to help him up the stairs at that party, because he would listen to me better than he would you...? I never did tell you about the comments he was making towards me while my fiancé and I were sitting outside smoking our cigarettes. He made me extremely uncomfortable. I brushed it off because he was absolutely destroyed. Oh, and he's been going around bragging that he's seen me naked. If he had actually seen me naked, it would have been that he was peeking in on me while I was using the bathroom. Isn't that some sort of stalking/sexual harassment? You don't invade someone's privacy like that unless you are some sort of pervert.

All I did was try to help you out. I tried helping you through your pregnancy, even though you ignored every single thing I advised. If you would have listened to me when I said to go to the hospital when you were complaining of contractions/severe pain for however long it was happening, your son may still be alive. Remember, I have a son. I know what is normal during pregnancy and what isn't. I gave you sentimental items that belonged to my son so your son would have had some necessary items (the bassinet was doubly sentimental because my son slept in that the day he came home from the hospital). I can never replace that. I tried being a friend. I was there for you when you needed to escape. I was there for you when you needed someone to talk to. I don't know why I even bothered if I knew you were going to screw me over so badly.

I'm sorry you think I'm such a monster, and I never intended to hurt anybody. I never talked behind your back, but apparently you talked behind mine. It's people like you that make me not want to associate myself with people in this area. Other than "stealing your man" (your obsession), what else did I do to you? Seriously...just tell me. I'm curious as to whatever other reasons you have to hate me.

I love my fiancé and our son more than anything in this world. He is the only person in this entire area that I can fully trust. I have never felt this kind of connection with anybody before. Even when I had myself convinced that I would never, ever, trust or date a man again, he earned my trust and things just went from there. It was the best decision of my life. I finally have a real man, one I don't have to worry about cheating on me, lying to me, using me, etc. I will never, ever, even think of cheating on him. If anything does go sour, we will work through it, like a normal couple. I can't imagine my life without him. He is, by far, THE most amazing man I have ever met.

I don't know what else I can say. I'm not gonna come running back to you to be your friend again because he hurt me, because I know he won't hurt me. If it EVER happens (which I highly doubt), it'll all be on me. I will never do anything to hurt him, either.

If you have a problem with anything I wrote, you know where I live. Yes, I miss the friendship (if you were ever a true friend), but now I know that I can't trust you and probably never should have to begin with.