Ladyghosthunter
Gold Member
How do I explain this in layman's terms.....
A childhood friend to whom I loved was trying to get back into my life by being a friend. A FRIEND! It's been thirty freaking years and he literally destroyed me by screwing around with me while loving another woman (we were in our teens). Back then, I couldn't help but wonder why he was in love with someone while he was having "marital relations" or cheating on the woman he loved.
Fast forward thirty years.
He found me after he said he cared for me and of course everything came rushing back. He married the woman he was in love with for 23 years until she turned "dyke" (his words, not mine). He stated as well that he lost part of his leg due to cancer and blah blah blah. His beloved sister, whom I loved dearly, died from being a meth overdosing for years and apparently, he never dealt with it. All I heard was his narcissistic blander about how he worked for everything he got, has a successful business, how his love for his business is first, how he is going to be a grandfather-me me me me me. Oh, he's been with a girlfriend for over 2 years but she's getting into his business and....
God, if I talk about this anymore, I'll vomit.
I put him in his place. I said he turned into a vindictive narcissist who doesn't love anyone but himself. I said that I loved him back then and he kept saying he was sorry for the way he treated me. I told him to break up with his girlfriend because he doesn't love her but loves his business more and that I can't be friends with him. The PTSD kicked in and I felt as if I broke up all over again with him. Thirty years came rushing back until I listened to the song, "You're So Vain" by Carly Simon.
Karma's a bitch I told him and it will continue to be one until you own up to your issues and get help.
Apparently I'm still steamed about it and letting it go as best as I can. I don't want to talk to him ever and a friend of mine stated that he's just using me as a way to escape. He asked me when I was coming back to Sacramento, CA, and I said I don't know (even though I'm wanting to visit friends out there). He's turned into an asshole, pardon the language, and I'm glad to be rid of him.
Thanks for letting me vent.
A childhood friend to whom I loved was trying to get back into my life by being a friend. A FRIEND! It's been thirty freaking years and he literally destroyed me by screwing around with me while loving another woman (we were in our teens). Back then, I couldn't help but wonder why he was in love with someone while he was having "marital relations" or cheating on the woman he loved.
Fast forward thirty years.
He found me after he said he cared for me and of course everything came rushing back. He married the woman he was in love with for 23 years until she turned "dyke" (his words, not mine). He stated as well that he lost part of his leg due to cancer and blah blah blah. His beloved sister, whom I loved dearly, died from being a meth overdosing for years and apparently, he never dealt with it. All I heard was his narcissistic blander about how he worked for everything he got, has a successful business, how his love for his business is first, how he is going to be a grandfather-me me me me me. Oh, he's been with a girlfriend for over 2 years but she's getting into his business and....
God, if I talk about this anymore, I'll vomit.
I put him in his place. I said he turned into a vindictive narcissist who doesn't love anyone but himself. I said that I loved him back then and he kept saying he was sorry for the way he treated me. I told him to break up with his girlfriend because he doesn't love her but loves his business more and that I can't be friends with him. The PTSD kicked in and I felt as if I broke up all over again with him. Thirty years came rushing back until I listened to the song, "You're So Vain" by Carly Simon.
Karma's a bitch I told him and it will continue to be one until you own up to your issues and get help.
Apparently I'm still steamed about it and letting it go as best as I can. I don't want to talk to him ever and a friend of mine stated that he's just using me as a way to escape. He asked me when I was coming back to Sacramento, CA, and I said I don't know (even though I'm wanting to visit friends out there). He's turned into an asshole, pardon the language, and I'm glad to be rid of him.
Thanks for letting me vent.
