I’m not sure where you stand, whether you’re still taking ‘time’. This just needs to be said.

Don’t worry boy. My anger won’t last long. I know your life is already your punishment. A 27 year old boy of mediocre accomplishment who’s incapable of true intimacy, who callously lies and cheats, who can’t hold down a job, who is in debt up to his eyeballs, who has few friends, who can’t support his children, who’s living in a shell of a real home, alone. Who isn’t even close to his dreams, who is insecure, who’s moral compass is broken, who’s dissatisfied with his life.

A woman comes along and tries to love him, encourage his dreams, and decides she’ll share her life with him. And he repays her with secrecy and lies, a breakup based on his own inability to get real, and tops it off by having an affair when things get too hard. Then tries to project onto his partner that she was the untrustworthy one. And tells her it was all about “not connecting anymore.” Complete bullshit!

This is who you are: a sad, selfish, devious little boy who moves from one person to another, putting on a face, having no real connections, lying to others, lying to himself.

Yes, I keep saying boy, because you are certainly not a man. You can’t have the title of a man when you can’t handle the responsibility of being one.

You don’t need to worry about me trying to get revenge or expose the real you, or humiliate you in anyway. I’ve better things to do with my time. Besides, you’re doing that all by yourself. Your entire life is one big humiliation. And no matter how much you deny it, you know it’s true.

You choose to let this all the bullshit continue. If you wanted to change anything, you could. I know you well enough by now to know that when you want to do something, you do it. You’ve had plenty of time to reevaluate your situation and you’re actions, and the damage it does to yourself and other people. Why have you done nothing about it? And I don’t mean trolling online for new people or chasing meaningless relationships and sleeping around, because that’s childish. I mean taking action and making adult decisions. I can tell you why, because you’re a coward. You’re too scared to be yourself, too scared to face the truth of your actions, too scared to take any responsibility.

I’m not judging you, I don’t need to. You know what you’ve done. You know what you are. You have become everything you said you’d never be.

I know I haven’t been perfect, but I don’t regret what I’ve said or what I’ve done because no matter how ugly the truth, I’ve been honest, and quite frankly, you manipulated me. But I’ll be just fine.

You’re the one that has to live with the lies and guilt (if you actually have any). You know you’ve done wrong, but you’ll never admit it. That would mean admitting that you’re not the good guy you portray yourself to be, the guy you need to be seen as.

All this time I’ve been holding on, waiting on you to tell the truth, validate the truth we both know. I only now realise that I don’t need you to do that, I’ve seen all the truth I need to know. I don’t need you to validate anything for me, your words mean nothing because they’re blatant lies.

I’ll never be perfect, but I am a good person, even you know that. I can validate myself. I don’t need to use others for that.

You don’t truly value anyone or anything other than your good guy persona. You go ahead and keep living your life of deceit and denial, never having anything real. Go ahead and keep painting me the bad guy so you can be the good guy. I couldn’t care less, anyone who matters knows the truth. Go ahead and share this with your ‘mates’, have a laugh at my expense, I can take it. Just shows what a lowly cheap person you are.

So to make it perfectly clear. Yes, we are most definitely over. I don’t want you. You have nothing good to offer. Goodbye and fuck you very much.

I’ll leave you with this though…
Just imagine your daughter dating a guy like you…. How does that thought sit with you??
You may not care too much now about what you’ve done or how you continue to treat people, but I guarantee you’ll care if you ever have to wipe tears off your daughters face for those same reasons.