You know you are good to be away from your ex when...
...you find out he was lying to you even during the discussion leading to the break-up.
I was initially thinking about making this journal post a sad one... but the more I think about it, the more I'm glad we're not together now, even if I do miss him.
If he couldn't even afford me complete honesty when we were breaking up, what kind of a relationship could I have ever hoped to have with him?
Chris... or as he is also known, "Qba..." you played sweet, you played caring, maybe you even were these things most of the time. You were always generous with money...
...but you couldn't even give me the one thing I wanted most in the end. Honesty. You may have tried to entertain my friend and myself, bought us pizza, and tried putting in a movie or something for us to watch, but it was only because you were afraid to admit that you had done something wrong. What's worse is that instead of just admitting it, you only compounded it by trying to lie about it to make yourself look better. It was painfully obvious you didn't want to have the confrontation, when we got to your house, you avoided us like the plague and went downstairs to work on whatever, you talked about your day, and even asked for my advice about something irrelevant.
If this is how you handle difficult situations, I'm glad I'm not with you anymore. As I always said... I want to be with a man who has a backbone, who isn't a victim of his own existence. I can understand hardship, financial trouble, and difficulty seeing eye to eye. I just can't understand acting like the world is out to get you.
Thank you for leaving me, and thank you for letting me be.
I was initially thinking about making this journal post a sad one... but the more I think about it, the more I'm glad we're not together now, even if I do miss him.
If he couldn't even afford me complete honesty when we were breaking up, what kind of a relationship could I have ever hoped to have with him?
Chris... or as he is also known, "Qba..." you played sweet, you played caring, maybe you even were these things most of the time. You were always generous with money...
...but you couldn't even give me the one thing I wanted most in the end. Honesty. You may have tried to entertain my friend and myself, bought us pizza, and tried putting in a movie or something for us to watch, but it was only because you were afraid to admit that you had done something wrong. What's worse is that instead of just admitting it, you only compounded it by trying to lie about it to make yourself look better. It was painfully obvious you didn't want to have the confrontation, when we got to your house, you avoided us like the plague and went downstairs to work on whatever, you talked about your day, and even asked for my advice about something irrelevant.
If this is how you handle difficult situations, I'm glad I'm not with you anymore. As I always said... I want to be with a man who has a backbone, who isn't a victim of his own existence. I can understand hardship, financial trouble, and difficulty seeing eye to eye. I just can't understand acting like the world is out to get you.
Thank you for leaving me, and thank you for letting me be.