I am in the worst mood of my LIFE today.
I’m just going to copy and paste some emails, if that’s okay.
THEN WE CAN ALL BE ENRAGED TOGETHER.
So, I was just about to go to sleep last night when I received this message from an ex-boyfriend who has definitely been featured on this blog and who just HAPPENS to have recently moved in with his new girlfriend.
As a disclaimer, I think this was possibly provoked by my accidentally favouriting one of his tweets when I was trying to see what his new girlfriend looked like. Maybe he thought I ACTUALLY LIKED SOMETHING HE SAID WHICH HAS LITERALLY NEVER HAPPENED, and if that is the case, I’M SORRY.
Oh, I am so angry.
I never stopped having second thoughts about us. Do you think you made the right choice?
That was shortly followed by this:
I worry about you. Here you were loved and admired and now you’re barely tolerated. I check up on you once in a while and I’m always given cause to be concerned about you.
I ignored both messages. Particularly the first one, because WHO CONCLUDES THAT THEY MADE GOOD LIFE DECISIONS WHEN THEY ARE THINKING ABOUT THEM AT 3AM?
And BARELY TOLERATED?!
In answer to those emails, I present the following statement:
I could be in a relationship that requires me to SET MYSELF ON FIRE EVERY SINGLE MORNING AT 7.22AM and I would still feel as though I made the right choice. Please save your concern for your live-in girlfriend.