This is a letter to my ex girlfriend Gillian, things I need to get off my chest.
You broke my heart when you dropped that bombshell on me Boxing Day from out the blue, no pre warning nothing, not even a reason. I hate you for that. You left my heart shattered, I loved you and your son Teddy more than anything in the world. I can’t believe you just dropped me, or us. Then left me searching for answers why, how, when.
My only fault is I messaged what u thought were mutual friends trying to get to the bottom of what’s going on as you blocked me on everything. But they ended up turning on me, forwarding my messages to you, who promptly printed these to use against me. How dare you after everything we’d done together. I hate you for threatening me with the police. I was desperate to save us. You’ve made me have a breakdown, I’ve lost myself over you. I hope your proud of yourself making me out to be the enemy. I have had to see a councillor, regularly visit the hospital, I’ve broken my wrist from so much anxiety and emotions running wild, of knowing what you’ve done to me.
I cannot believe I was going to propose to you New Year’s Eve, I’d even bought the ring, bought a house too for us. I really didn’t know who you are, the side I saw would have never treated anyone like this, especially me.
Who are you really, your not the girl I fell in love with, why couldn’t you give me a chance to explain, why couldn’t you of given us another shot