Dear BillyD,
Deep down, I knew. I saw the signs and even calculated the steep likelihood that you would be the deceptive type. The one mama warned me about. That is how you are wired, inevitably.
Your core being -- "The Partier" and "Woman Lover," taking in the moment. You live that title to the fullest, not caring how many women are playing blindly behind the scenes. You do not know how to fight for something because you have a dozen off in the background. This letter will not jar you in the slightest because you've played this drama hundreds of times - and you remain a repeat offender without remorse.
I was so deeply in love, and your power over me was simply that you were extremely good at "playing." It gives you a sick kind of high. I turned my head the other way. I denied it all. I opened my heart instead, leaving myself vulnerable to falling so deeply in love - but it was all destined to fall apart. It is not a matter of getting over me the next day. You are already over me. And for that, I am heartbroken that I was so gullible to deceit.
But the good news is that I have a sixth sense and a spirited light that has guided me to this ending. Your recent indifference to me, starting 10 days or so ago, has allowed me to embrace what you are NOT:
- You are not my forever.
- You are not my fighter.
- You are not kind to animals.
- You have no friends.
What you are is lazy. All play, no work. You poor thing. Here are a few ironies: you would rather drive to the post office indefinitely than fix your mailbox. You are a clean and well-dressed man that lives in a dump for a house. You are a veteran HVAC technician that has lived without central air for nearly 2 decades. You led me to believe you would do anything for "us," as long as we were together-- but you never met me halfway or found time to plan accordingly.
You did not want to "work" at a love that was so true on my part because you are the exact antithesis. Your resistance to my so-called "projects" was a point of contention with "us" - and ultimately pushed you away. Instead of seeing them as "fun, together time," you saw those core traits as "exhaustingly annoying." To this day, I still do not understand this reluctance.
Included with this letter is a package. I had two made for "us" and was planning to give one to you on our anniversary. Although not my original intention, I find it ironically appropriate -- a DOG TAG for a lying dog who is still lost in a superficial playbook of lies and deceit!
You are not who I thought you were. You are only what I believed you were. Now that I can step away from the situation, I know it is in my best interest for the long term. You are not my forever - Only a figment of my imagination. I am stronger now, and I will not fight for your love. It is over.
Kiss off, Asshole.
Sincerely not yours,
Me
