Thank you, you guys are the only reason I'm not destroying my **** and what not.

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do you know what ****ing happened? No let me tell you. I met this guy named Fred, he was an abusive jerk, made me awful about myself and put me through ****ing hell. I met another guy, who was a sweet-talker and loving and caring--or so I ****ing thought. We had an affair, he was engaged and I was still with Fred. Neither of us gave a **** since we were both in bad relationships But he made sure I knew we couldn't be together cause he loved his fiancee. He made sure I knew he cared for me but that was it, I wasn't worth anythin more. So that festered until he finally broke up with his girl over reasons that were not me. THEN THEN he falls in love two days later with some other girl that he JUST met that day and was obsessing over her so that was exasperating but I stood by him, we continued our little fling. THEN THEN my T is all 'why do you do this to yourself every time you hate yourself for it' and i was a mess the last time we slept together, I let him have photos.

THEN THEN i stop speaking to him for a MONTH and then he calls me up all 'i'm worried about you' so I go over and he asks me out so I say YES. Cause I'm in love with the asswipe. So then one night he tells me 'i'm still in love with that other girl more, but since I can't have her I will stay with you. It's obviously as good as I'm going to get' so I said **** YOU. And then THEN my best friend and Roommate, not 24 hours laters begins to date him, doesn't tell me for days and when she does she tells me while i'm under the influence of my Seroquel, which SHE KNOWS I'm not aware when I take that drug.

So that was last night. AND GUESS WHAT I JUST REMEMBERED ABOUT 45 MINUTES AGO. HER TELLING ME THIS.