Letter to my second ex
I really do hope all is well with you and you are living a much happier life than 5 years ago. I don’t have any ill feelings towards you, but I want so badly for you to know how deeply affected my life. My ex before you, yes he cheated. But cheating is almost like taking a bullet to the head. It happened BOOM and it’s over. You were much worse. It was like a slow and painful death. You felt every bit of it until it was finally over. I felt so emotionally abused by you. After the “6 month happy period” it was a spiral downward every month with you. We fought every other day over what? And when I would cry, you would call me weak. You broke up with me probably once a month and no matter what happened, I always apologized. I remember on the day of my 19th birthday party, I woke up to your phone being off. I didn’t know what to do, so I drove 45 minutes to your house just to make sure you were okay. You were fine, you were just in your feelings and you didn't even want to go to my party anymore so I should just go enjoy myself. On my 20th birthday, you didn’t want to go roller skating because you said “you were too grown for that kind of stuff”. You never told me I was pretty or beautiful or even “hey baby you look good today”. You criticized everything I wore and told me I needed a personal shopper. You called me out when I gained weight and made me feel like I was no longer desirable to you anymore. All in a matter of an 18 month relationship. You didn't trust me. You made me pay for all of your exes mistakes. I dealt with it because 1. I loved you and 2. You had a tragic life before me. But guess what? You turned out fine! Instead of seeing how far you have come and wanting more for yourself, you stayed in the same place and focused on how everyone has hurt you. And worst of it all, I took all the backlash. You had a kid. I never shared that with anyone at the time. And you never once appreciated that, a girl like me at 19 shouldn't have to deal with “baggage” BUT, I did anyways. I always thought you had to be physically abused or something REALLY bad such as cheated had to validate me for ending the relationship. Which is why I stuck around for as long as I did. But one day, I realized we weren't communicating at all that day and I never felt such relief. I was happy at the fact that we didn't talk because that meant we weren't fighting or I wasn’t feeling like crap. That is when I knew it was over and I hit my breaking point. Now, I have realized how much I feel I need validation from others on how I look. You came at a crucial time in my life of finding myself and you made me question whether whether I was a good person or even a beautiful person because I could never make you happy. I’m sorry I couldn't be your person, but I hope you found someone who can be.
Sincerely,
Slimm








