I just thought I would share this lovely tale. Wes and I have been broken up since February, both of us are in our own respective CD relationships now. We both talk from time to time via text, occasional phone call. Its a good place to be for us.
But! His birthday was yesterday and much like on mine when he texted me Happy Birthday I did the same. Now on my birthday, I spent it out with my new bf (Charles) and my friends getting completely plastered. He did the same, except I DID NOT DRUNK TEXT HIM! He Did!
He sent me one of those "your ecards " people have been posting on facebook and it says "These pills make you stop being a crazy b*tch. You should take one". I played it off at first, loled but then he said again I was a crazy chooch, then asked me how many times i've gone batsh*t on my current bf. Like a hundred?
At this point I got angry called him a jerk and told him me n Charles don't fight at all and stopped talking to him. God i'm pissed about this, he was the one who convinced me I needed antidepressants when I sure as heck do not. Its pretty apparent that my depression and my feeling of worthlessness was derived from his crappy behavior towards me at the end of our relationship! He had no damn right to call me a crazy B*tch joking or not, being drunk is no excuse. I mean I don't send him texts telling him he's a emotionless piece of crap do I? *End Vent*
On another note Charles told me that i'm a little crazy but he wouldn't have me any other way...take that ex bf!!! lol!!
But! His birthday was yesterday and much like on mine when he texted me Happy Birthday I did the same. Now on my birthday, I spent it out with my new bf (Charles) and my friends getting completely plastered. He did the same, except I DID NOT DRUNK TEXT HIM! He Did!
He sent me one of those "your ecards " people have been posting on facebook and it says "These pills make you stop being a crazy b*tch. You should take one". I played it off at first, loled but then he said again I was a crazy chooch, then asked me how many times i've gone batsh*t on my current bf. Like a hundred?
At this point I got angry called him a jerk and told him me n Charles don't fight at all and stopped talking to him. God i'm pissed about this, he was the one who convinced me I needed antidepressants when I sure as heck do not. Its pretty apparent that my depression and my feeling of worthlessness was derived from his crappy behavior towards me at the end of our relationship! He had no damn right to call me a crazy B*tch joking or not, being drunk is no excuse. I mean I don't send him texts telling him he's a emotionless piece of crap do I? *End Vent*
On another note Charles told me that i'm a little crazy but he wouldn't have me any other way...take that ex bf!!! lol!!
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