I am angry. Extremely angry. And I'm not exactly sure how to manifest this emotion. Who the fuck does this guy think he is, exactly? I am no longer concerned with why I let something like this happen to me. Now I am concerned with why this guy thought he could DO this shit to me. I am not the problem. He is. All I wanted to have was a guy who would make me feel like I was the sexiest, most beautiful, most desirable woman in the world. And he did that. Very, very well. What I didn't want were the temper tantrums, the paranoia, and the accusations. I didn't want to be verbally abused. I didn't want my past mistakes thrown in my face on an almost daily basis.
And finally, I don't want to be afraid that he will turn up at my door at 3 am. I don't want to be afraid every time the phone rings. I want to reclaim my life. Fixing someone who is broken is no longer my concern. Now I am concerned with my own life. Me, and my daughter. Nothing else. And God help the person who tries to come between that. Single? Yes, maam. And just like the annoying McDonald's ad, I'm loving it!!
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