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How can you discard me on Friday to drive four hours to another state to be with a woman you never met in person. Never mind the fact that you just got out of rehab and have only been out one week when you left. Never mind the fact that you met her on a dating app in rehab. Never mind the fact that your idea of working on yourself is running away from the REALITY you created. I picked you up. I took you there bc you wanted to go. Then you bring her to our home. Today. Not knowing if I’d be there. The levels of disrespect you have ******* put me thru is.. there’s not even a word for it honestly. She walks in and sees 7 years of the life we had. One bed. Pictures. Plants. Dishes out nick nacks. She pets my ******* dogs. Shes talking to them saying “it’s okay baby” “hes so cute” what self respecting woman walks into that and says yeah this is fine. (Can’t say that I respect myself all that much for staying so long either tho so I have no room to talk) He’s totally emotionally available. Then I have missed calls on instagram while you’re there with her…??? And the day before you say “tell me if you want to go no contact, please say something” you haven’t worked in TWO years. You have NO money. No work history and are already ******* up your methadone. But I’m sure she’s swept up in the fantasy of you. And you have no PHONE because I pay the bill. I’m so ******* happy suspended your line. I hope mommy and daddy let you fall this time. You’ve never truly had to be accountable for any of your ****** actions. You’ve never fallen. You’ve always been saved. I’ve learned that, I represent reality. I represented history. I put the mirror up to you and you ran away to fantasy. But that all fades. And when it does I will not be there. I’m not sorrry for the love I gave I’m just sorry you couldn’t reciprocate it and that I stayed so long waiting for something to bloom that was never gonna. I’m good. I needed to vent. **** you.
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