To my fucking exbitch

The BBQ Pit
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Dear Anna,

Fuck you. I know we didn’t part on the best of terms. I know we were only together for three weeks, and maybe you expected something more lasting. But it’s been a fucking year almost. Get the fuck over it and move on.

You know I didn’t mean to hurt you. I mean, Christ, we decided it was A MUTUAL thing that we couldn’t be together. That it was unworkable. And you knew how I felt about my current BF, and that I really was starting to love him then, and you said you respected that.

It’s been a year and we barely talked. You never asked to get back together. You didn’t even fucking tell me where you went to college.

In fact, I didn’t even know that you were still alive until my parents called me tonight. Which leads me to another question:

WHY THE FUCK DID YOU TELL MY PARENTS?!

What the hell possessed you to do that? Why? Did you want to fucking hurt me? No, that’s a stupid questionl of course you wanted to hurt me. Good job.

My dad called me and screamed at me for half an hour. But, hey, I’m used to that, right? My mom wouldn’t even fucking talk to me over the phone.

Goddamnit, you knew exactly what they would say. What would happen. And you still told them. What was it? Some psychic glitch? You knew that I was worried about coming out here in college, so you decided to make it easier for me??

My dad might fucking disown me. Do you realize that I don’t know if I can go to college if he does that? That I don’t know whether I can keep on talking to my boyfriend if he does that? You’ve screwed things up with my mom. I love her. I don’t know if she still loves me. If she will ever speak to me again.

My sister. She wouldn’t care. But how the fuck am I supposed to talk to her now?

Fuck you. I hope you rot in hell. I hope that you die miserable and alone, and then descend to the dark underworld. That maggots feast on your immortal soul.

Fuck. You.

I would call, but I don’t have your number anymore. I don’t want you to see me cry anyway. I don’t want to go off at you, because I really suck at fighting. Goddamnit Anna!

I never loved you, obviously. I liked you. I hate you, now. Or I would, if I didn’t feel this shitty.

But enough. I have to work on the paper that I’ve been too angry and hurt to finish. I have to explain the situation to my boyfriend. And my roommate, who heard me screaming into the phone. I have to hope that neither of them is weirded out by this. That neither of them turns against me.

Just like you did.

(sorry for starting another pit thread guys it just fucking figures that it happens now)

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Whoa. Am I reading this right? Did your former girlfriend out you to your parents as bi? Cause if so, that’s really fucked up. That’s something very personal that only you should do, when the time is right.

Seriously, seriously wrong. (If I am reading that incorrectly, apologies.)

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Oh, that’s terrible! For her to do something like this completely out of the blue! That sucks SO bad.

I hope things work out with your parents. I don’t know them, I don’t know what they are like. But sometimes, after the surprise of this news wears off, they calm down, and things improve. I’ve seen it happen.

My good thoughts and prayers are with you. Try not to waste any emotion or energy thinking about this wicked, vindictive bitch. Fate will take care of her.

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I’m so sorry. My fiance let it slip we were living together to my parents and they flipped and disowned me for a while. (My mom called me up and demanded an explanation and wouldn’t listen to me at all, just called me every kind of whore that ever exisited. It took her months to even let me speak to my dad, she kept insisting his heart was broken by me.)
Your ex can barely call herself that and is so wrong in her part of this that I can’t think of a single reason why she could do this to you. I’m sorry.

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Sometimes I just don’t understand people. I don’t understand other people’s parents, I guess because my parents have never been that judgemental, nor would they ever disown me because I was living with my fiance (?) or because I had an experiment in bisexuality (?).

I have a whole new respect for my parents, because I know they at least love me unconditionally.

Man.

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I don’t know AoTL’s family, but I do have high hopes that they’ll accept this. Sometimes people can just have total shit hemorrage about something when they first hear about it, and then eventually decide to accept it, and eventually it becomes no big deal.

Years ago, my sister started dating, and eventually married, a black man. (We’re white.) One of my aunts was rather a rigid person, and boycotted the wedding. After about a year or so, she realized she’d made a mistake. Now everything is much better. She loves my sister’s kids, my sister and her husband are still happily together, all is fine.

I know it’s not exactly the same thing, but some people freak out about interracial marriage pretty bad. I think my aunt calmed down when she realized that my sister was FAMILY, and you lose a lot when you “disown” parts of your family. Life’s too short to cut off loved ones like that.

My hope and prayer is that AoTL’s parents will accept this too. They’re just freaking out right now, but they’ll calm down. This is my hope and prayer.

And as far as that BITCH who spilled the beans? Don’t waste a second thought about her, she’s not worth it.

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That is the most cold hearted thing I have read here in quite a while. She had no right to do that to you. Here’s hoping that your folks get over the shock soon and come to their senses about disowning you. As for your exbitch Anna, here’s wishing you a nice long bout of bleeding hemorrhoids so you can feel what a pain in the ass you are.

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hell hath no fury…

No truer words have ever been written.

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It sounds like you are profoundly at odds with the beliefs held by your parents and college (at least as far as your sexuality goes).

Perhaps, as painful as it surely will be, now is a good time to start establishing yourself in your own right.

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shudder

Well, she may not be actually evil. Just so incredibly stupid, inconsiderate, and tactless as to beggar description.

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I think we can add petty, mean-spirited, and vindictive to that description

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Bitch. That’s all I can think of. What a fucking bitch.