One moment I was glad I gave you a second chance, and the next moment, I wanted to kick your face.

You see, the thing is, I thought I knew you well enough to do things right the second time. I knew exactly how you want to be loved, exactly the kind of relationship you want, exactly the kind of support you need, exactly the way to talk to you...but it wasn't enough.

The thing about me is, I never lie. I am 100 percent trustworthy and 100 percent capable of making you the happiest you have ever been. I might get upset at you from time to time, but never angry enough to just up and leave and never talk to you again. You on the other hand - not so much.

I can still remember vividly in my mind the anger in your voice, the crude and cruel words you said, the way you treated me and talked to me, how you harassed me and humiliated me, and the way you made me walk in my home bawling my eyes out to my mom. Not only do I just remember it, but I have real nightmares about it, and I wake up sweating and close to tears in the middle of the night. When is it ever okay to treat an innocent girl in that manner? You, sir, are nothing but a childish version of the man you think you are.

So just to get the story straight, this occurred on New Year's Eve. We had plans to go to a party that night, but instead, you decided to ignore me all day. You didn't answer my texts or my phone calls, and I was so worried that something bad had happened to you that I tried to reach out to a few of your friends and your mom. They were too childish to answer me to let me know that you were okay as well, but there's no surprise there because immature people tend to stick around with others like themselves.

You had heard a rumor about me and one of your "friends" who we can just call "Woody" for the sake of it, and instead of asking me about it, you decided just to ignore me all day. So at almost midnight on New Year's Eve, I decided to drive to your house because the thought that something bad happened to you drove me insane. I was both relieved and pissed off to find you home.

Let me tell you one thing; I will never have another person, no matter who they are, ever talk to me the way you did again. I will never allow myself to be humiliated in front of a bunch of guys and made to look out like a cheating liar. I will never be with someone that doesn't trust me.

You, I guess we can call you Sam, and your friend Woody can both screw yourselves. Sam for not believing his girlfriend was telling the truth, and Woody for coming up with a dramatic lie and then not coming clean about it even when I had proof it wasn't real. I hope you both enjoy being put on blast on a national platform.