Starting with a woman who you don't have to worry about her saying this:


Would probably be decent start.

I mean... yes it is....

Nothing good ever happens after...uh.....4:00 am?

I mean, I HAVE.

Since all you armchair psychologists care about me so ****ing much, it amazes me that you know absolutely ****ing nothing about me, what I've been through, or how much visible progress I have made.

It's laughable. Some ****ed up bitch that I broke up with a year ago (who I was only with as a involuntary response to my inability in processing extreme childhood responses) goes off the reservation and completely comes unhinged, while I keep my shit together and just watch...what the **** was I supposed to do?

**** HER!?

There's just no winning with you assholes. No decision I make would ever be 'correct' to any of judgemental ****ing prices.

Must be nice to be so perfect.

I know all of you have 14" cocks and all your wives are dime pieces who only speak when spoken to, and I'm glad you are all too ****ing ignorant to know how truly stupid and ****ing toxic you are.

At least I KNOW what I am.

Dude, dude take a deep breath and count to ten... lighten up, relax

Good news, that's why you turned her down.

Nice work, man. Stay strong.

She is responsible for her own responses, just as I am responsible for me.

I am committed to my growth.

6 months ago, some toxic whore calls me drunk and says "I have drugs and an air bnb, come hit it" and I may not have made the decision to decline like I did last night.

She's one of those "not used to rejection types."

'I'm so hot and I am offering you vagina! WHAT DO YOU MEAN "NO!!"??' as her head turns around...

So **** you too, asshole.

I didn't tell her to drive drunk. **** you for putting that on me.

Seriously. Kill yourself. You're too ****ing stupid to breathe our air.

Exactly.

I turned her down because I am healthier. I am better.

And it's simply obvious to everyone except a handful of ****ing dumbasses

Holy shit, you're the one that posts this shit. Stfu and don't post the crazy shit that happens to you or quit whining like a bitch when people call you out.

You had to hit me over the head with a sledge hammer for me to get it. LMAO

Girls can't handle rejection. Period.

She knows she ****ed up, and now think she can get you back with her only asset, the one she was born with.

Good on you for telling her to **** off.

I had a lot of toxicity of my own I had to deal with, and once I started processing all the childhood shit, it wasn't the hugest step to get out of the whole "look at what those ****ed up females did to me!?" victimstance. Like, what did I EXPECT out of them? I deluded myself into thinking she was a whore with a heart of gold but in reality she had your regular old basic cold ass whore's heart.

It was MY fault. I put myself in that position.

Gold Star wanted to marry me, but I wouldn't commit, my unprocessed trauma ruined that. I didn't deal with it, wouldn't process it.

My grandma who raised me died. I wouldn't process it.

Fun Bags never wanted to, like, marry me...but she genuinely liked me and wanted me to grow and there were issues....and I wouldn't even talk to her about them.

So when it ended, and I was hurt, it was foreign because I was used to feeling NOTHING. This was painful, and I had been conditioned since childhood to ignore pain.

So I ignored it and ran into the Superfreak buzzsaw aka Crazy Town.

I had no business being in a relationship with ANYONE, but especially not her. But I was just running from pain.

Now I know not to run from pain. Just sit in it. Allow it to happen. It hurt because I cared. And it's okay to care. It's GOOD to care about someone that much. Not a weakness.

So, Funbags will probably hurt me again. She hurts me now, because we are keeping our distance, and it totally hurts. But I know it's necessary, because I'm still healing. And she's probably going to hurt me in the future. Or someone else will, eventually. I accept that. I'm so sensitive, everything hurts me anyway. Might as well be her. Pain is inevitable; it's suffering that is the choice. I no longer choose to suffer.

But I am 100% accountable for the action I made that put me in that position, and I have completely changed my life over the past year :

Got divorced
Moved back to Columbia
Quit drinking
Quit eating processed foods/gluten
Hot yoga almost every day
In an intensive therapy program

And I go to school/work and have an internship and a band.

My relationships with everyone are better than ever.

People can honestly see how much better I am and how much happier I am.

My boss had me watch her 10 month old daughter last week.

When my best friend got married in OP, this GIANT ass house with all the kids from the wedding party... I stayed with the kids and watched the house when they went to the hotel after the reception. My friend let me use his brand new Dodge Ram pickup to go move a bed frame. Just left the keys in the cup holder.
These things probably don't happen a year ago.

I've grown so much from everythimg that it's downright visible, people can SEE it. And they're responding.

Thank you for seeing that.

And you are correct.

I posted that a girl I broke up with a year ago showed back up drunk and crazy.

Only some toxic dipshits with a lot of problems of their own they don't wanna deal with would point fingers at me as being the cause at this point.

#facts #science

rabblerouser, you ok bud?

Hank, it's uh...y'know...danged ol' feelings and...hey, the Cowboys are on.

Wouldn't you rather talk about the game, Hank? It's tied. 14-14