I thought I was done with this tag
And, in a bizarre twist in the last quarter of 2020, the douchebag has reappeared! I have not talked to him in like 6 years. I had successfully stopped thinking about him. He became the standard of what I did/do not want in a relationship. I got over him. And then he decides to hit me up out of the blue - no, “hey, sorry for what I put you through,” no, “I know it’s been a while,” not even a how are you. Just some BS about needing writing help. And it wasn’t even writing help! At one point, I thought we were friends. We’re not. And I don’t think we ever really were. In those years of not talking, I realized he only ever reached out if he wanted or needed something from me. And generally, that want or need equated to stringing me along as a romantic back-up plan. I’m no longer dumb enough to fall for it. But I hate that he still gets under my skin like no one else. I want to scream at him. I want him to know how miserable he made me. For years. Because he apparently “didn’t realize the extent he hurt me”. Which is complete bull. I had finally accepted that this anger and situation would just go unresolved. And then he pops up like all is fine and dandy. And I feel rage.
