… Get my life back.
When I met the person in question I thought she was an ordinary attractive girl of twenty who carelessly got pregnant at the age of seventeen… The ‘boyfriend’ being off the scene. She dressed and acted like a nice girl. Bubbly, nice to everyone, kind, caring.
I also thought she was interested in me.
(There is part of her life/past that I will not go into in the OP but which may come out in later posts.)
I now know she’s an extremely messed up beyond-help manipulative promiscuous misandrial (word) lesbian dishonest cruel evil thoughtless moaning using tart.
I’m done being used… The final straw was having to listen to (again) her whining about how she’s had to move house sixteen times and has ‘got no-one’… this time to the boss. I felt sorry for her when it was me getting all that… I tried and tried to comfort her and offer help and be ‘someone to talk to’.
I’ve had at least seven close friends (including our very own ZipperJJ via IM) tell me I need to break friendship. Well now I am taking their advice onboard.
ZipperJJ has been incredibly helpfull and supportive and I list her as one of the three people who’s advice has pushed me to act. The other two are my Dad, and one of my close colleagues… who kept his mouth shut about the whole thing until a few days ago. Anyway… I am eternally greatful to you Jessica (Zipper). Especially if this works.
It’s going to be hard… very hard to see it through… knowing that I am going to be volountarily killing off any hope I had of there being something with the girl. A hope that she kept alive through her vague words and feined enjoyment of my company.
In the early hours of this morning… still drunk I sent her a text message. This being the day after I had a perfectly good day ruined by her coming in (when not supposed to be on shift) for the last three hours of mine… mine which had been very productive and had not involved any thoughts about her… and hearing her whining. I blanked her completely and when time came to leave I said goodbye to everyone except her… I had asked the boss… in her earshot if he minded if I left early.
The text message was as follows…
"I fell in love with you before I knew what a helpless manipulative messed up tart you were. More fool me
I’m still in love with you which is why I feel like crap. You keep my interest alive with your fake friendliness… but keep me at distance. It is torturing me. I wanted to help you and you moan that you have no-one. I am sick of it!"
I am not going to pretend it was a good idea. I know the ‘still in love’ bit wasn’t.
(I just forwarded it from my old phone using my mum’s sim card to my new phone… so on my new phone it looks like it’s from my mum to me… whoops. My mum called me a tart and is in love with me!!)
Today my boss sent me an e-mail saying he noticed I was pissed off with her… He already knows what the situation is (he’s one of the seven) I sent him a reply saying I’m pissed off with her in general and can’t carry on being her friend.
Any advice on breaking up a friendship is welcome.
Any advice on working with a tart whom you have strong feelings for while blanking them and not being friendly and watching them be friendly with other people that would be MOST welcome… because I’m dreading it. Don’t know if I’ll be able to face it.