To all the people in “real” life who have “helped” me through this hard time…
Fuck you.
That’s right, fuck you.
Not a single fucking one of you even bothered to listen to how I felt. Not a single fucking one of you bothered to listen to where I was coming from, just decided that the cookie cutter response was enough. All of you decided that this was a simple case of boy meets girl, boy fucks girl over, girl is hurt. It’s not. If we were apes, then maybe the mindless bashing would have been a good way to make me feel better, but it’s not. We are people, and we have personalities. When I asked for help, you said “don’t bother, he’s an ass” When I told my parents I was afraid for him, they gave me this bullshit answer “oh, he’s just trying to get attention” They don’t understand that that doesn’t make any fucking sense! Everyone I’ve talked to said that he’s nothing but an evil, evil person. Well, NONE OF YOU KNOW HIM!!! How can you judge him? And thank you, parents, for reminding my exactly why I don’t trust you with my personal life. Fuck you too. I wish that at least one of you, any one of you, would hear that I still care for him, and I am afraid for his life. I wish one of you would understand that telling me to forget about him does nothing. I will never forget him, it is ridiculous to expect me to. If you expect me to forget that I once loved him, you don’t know what love is. I guess the problem is that he always understood me deep inside, and you are just understanding the surface stuff. I guess I need one of you to understand what I’m going through, but you can’t. Even my parents can’t. Another thing I’m pissed about is none of you bothered to care about his side of the story! How can you start to understand what is hapening if you don’t listen to the whole thing? Every time I try to tell you what’s going on, you say something like “oh, he doesn’t matter” BULLSHIT, he doesn’t! He matters to ME and THAT should matter to YOU! Yes, you did help me somewhat, but the thing is, I’m still all alone where I need a friend…
Look, don’t get me wrong. This really is just a rant. I still love you all as my friends, in fact, I love you more, because you really are trying to help me. But the problem is I don’t think you really understand where I’m coming from. You don’t know what he was to me, what he meant to me, and what he means to me. You don’t know who he is. You never did. And there are a lot of things about me you don’t know, and will never know. There are somethings inside of me that only one person will ever know, and he is that person. There are a lot of things that he and I were going to share, that I will never share with anyone else. Some day you will understand, and I hope you will never have to go through what I am gong through right now. But if (God forbid) you do, I will be there for you.
P.S. This is not to anyone on the boards, but some of you did do some of the same things. All I ask, is next time someone you know is going through a bad break up, try and remember that one of the reasons it is hard is because they problably still care for them… and vice versa…
Please, I don’t want sympathy. I don’t want hugs, and… well… shucks, I just can’t pass up smooches If you want to reply, maybe you can relate. Has there been a time where you have had friends who just didn’t understand what you were going through? I know there had to have been. Share, if you want. I also know that I have been guilty of not understanding too, and actualy, that can be a whole 'nother rant, but I won’t, because that would be revealing personal things about two people I care about. That would break trust I will never break.
Phew, sorry so long, but I feel somewhat better. I still hurt, and I think I will always hurt, but I will live. I think…