A Letter to P
Hi P, I thought I have moved on since December but apparently I still have a lot of unresolved anger for how you treated me.
I flew across the country 3 times to visit you last year, but you didn't want to come to SF to see me even once. I even told you I decided to move back to NYC just to be close with you. The final message I got from you was cold and cruel, you don't even remember how many times I went to visit exactly. Throughout the last 7 years that we have known each other, you never showed me any genuine emotional intimacy, even after I told you the difficult event that happened with my family. There is only silence following my last love confession to you. You didn't even for once considered me for as a real romantic interest, instead only wanted to keep me around for your own physical pleasure and kink fantasy. Now I have found out who is the girl you were texting while you were with me - some 22 years old Instagram model who just moved to the city, I have finally realized no matter how hard I tried to please you and find common grounds between us, I was never your type to begin with. We were supposed to go to Costa Rica together but you brought her instead. Seeing her posting all the PDA photos with you hurts me every second, I didn't know that was the type of girl you were attracted to. I thought you were better than that.
Oddly enough, somehow I felt relieved knowing that truth. I don't need to keep guessing who you cheated me with. It is not that I am not enough for you, it is because I am so much better than you. I've felt into a deep depression for the last 3 months because of the pain you have caused me. Now it is time for me to climb back up. I'm not wasting my time and energy on someone who doesn't care about me at all. I deserve real love and happiness from a special someone, and I am glad that person isn't you.











