It's just that...
08/11/2010 06:08 a.m.
It's just that I feel like you've taken me for granted over and over throughout the years, culminating in this. I worked hard that day to take the worry off you, to make everything go smoothly, because I wanted it to be special. You didn't see all the things I did, and I did them for you. You treated me rudely, made no attempt to include me in conversation, you were short with me all day- and you didn't treat others that way. Only me. And then, when it's all over, you break the first plans we've had together in ages without so much as an apology. You still haven't apologized. I looked forward to that day ever since we made the plans, and you broke it off seemingly on a whim and with not so much as a sorry. You told me to take the bartender instead of you.

I'm sorry, but I can't open myself up to that kind of behaviour anymore. I expect that when you read this, you'll be relieved, and I guess that's a good thing. And if you never see this here, well, I guess the words are pointless anyway. But you have no idea how it felt that night to truly wanted you to be happy, and to not be able to shake the hunch that you felt I was an obstacle in the way of that. Eventually, I have to stand up for myself and for how I think I should be treated, especially by the important people in my life. I won't wait to be treated like that. And I am sorry.


Trish