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I hate when Jesse comes back to Ottawa. Just knowing he's in this end of the city upsets me. It's been three and a half years and yeah, he apologized but I still hate him for what he did to me. I still hate the fact that he feigns sympathy for me and yet makes no effort to see me when he's in town. Like he can waltz in and out of my life whenever he chooses. I hate that I still hate him. I hate that he still makes me feel completely and utterly useless. I hate that I still care what he thinks about me and that he wants nothing to do with me. I hate that I care about him at all.