Well…that seems to be the end of that.
Another one bites the dust.
Silently, disappearing, once again.
He chose to do the one thing guaranteed to hurt me, and shut me out. Left me in the dark, in the dust, and vanished.
He had borrowed a DVD set from me, however, so I drove to his house today while he was at work, and asked his daughter for it. She was nice enough to hand it to me, even checked to make sure all the discs were there, and I thanked her and left.
Since he refused to answer my texts, I figured he didn’t want to see me, either, so this way…now he doesn’t have to, and I have my property back with no fuss.
Yes, it hurts.
So, tonight…I drink.
To forget, for a little while, that I was stupid enough to trust, once again.
I’ve been told before that I’m Too nice. Too forgiving. Too trusting.
Maybe I need to learn how to be a bitch.
Maybe I need to become hard, stop caring. Stop feeling. Turn off my heart.
Can someone teach me how to stop being Too?