He Doesn’t Miss Me, Yet….Apparently.

I put up that blog this morning, explaining my anger yesterday. Was I not clear that I wanted no further contact?  Did I not send him even a text, asking him politely?

He had to leave me a voice mail this morning.  Just couldn’t help himself, because after all, the only important thing is what he feels.

He said, he didn’t mean he misses me and wants me back.  Thanks S.  In fact he said he “Will” really miss me.  Like that’s some HUGE distinction.  Will, vs does.  Who the fuck cares.

Does he think he needs to rub it in, how he doesn’t want me?  God, right now I hate him.

He thought this information would bring me “comfort”?????!!!!   Geezus.  Yeah, real fucking comfort.   I couldn’t even listen to the rest of the voice mail.  He has no fucking idea.  None. Never met anyone so clueless. The bimbo deserves him.  It is very hard for me not to wish ill on him.  Only because I know that it’s impossible to wish anything for someone else without bringing it on yourself, and I have enough ill just from loving him.

He apparently doesn’t miss me YET.  Who the fuck cares.  I wonder why he’s so compelled to read my blogs, and to text me when she left, send me a sarcastic email when I say I am ok with not ever seeing him again, and leave me voice mails about what’s going to happen?  He’s so full of shit. Why would he miss me in the future if not now?  Oh, because Bimbo Betty Boop hasn’t tried to kill him YET?  Or, just because it is such an ego boost to manipulate my emotions.  I’m sure the BBB (Bimbo Betty Boop) doesn’t know what he’s been up to.  Secrets are his hallmark.

Asshole.  I blocked his email.  I will not listen to one more voice mail.  The break is complete, I never ever want to hear or see him again.  I hope no one says his name.  From now on, to me, he will be “he that remains nameless.”  Every thought I have of him, will be tempered with my disgust and who he is, the choices he makes, the way he treats people.  And the way he continually did all in his power to reopen an almost lethal wound.

Sure makes it easier to let him go.

I sent him a scathing text.  I told him email is now blocked and further voice mails will be deleted without listening.  I will wipe him from my life, and eventually forget who the hell he is.  LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE.

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