Dear (insert guy's name here),
I don't even think you know how much you hurt me. You really never bothered to consider my feelings, and only cared about how something would affect you. I don't know how or why I couldn't see it sooner. I wish I would have known what was coming so I could avoid being hurt, but that's not how life works. Without your impact on my life, I wouldn't be as confident, independent or aware of the way someone could so easily hurt me.
It's funny because things weren't always like this. You were my best friend, someone I could talk to about anything. I felt comfortable and secure around you. You were my shoulder to cry on, the person I leaned on when I wasn't okay, and someone I could truly confide in. I guess that changed when I started to have stronger feelings for you.
My feelings started growing pretty fast because you knew me so well and I felt good being around you. I couldn't control my feelings, sorry but it's not that simple. Every time I knew I was going to see you, I made sure I looked my best. I desperately wanted you to notice me as more than just a friend. I hoped that one day you would see me like I saw you, but you never acknowledged me like that. I had such high expectations. I valued your opinion or your feedback more than anything at the time. You were pretty much my sole focus. And I didn't realize at the time how much it hurt. My friends tried to warn me that you weren't good enough for me. I should have listened but it was so hard because I only saw the good in you. I knew how strongly I felt and I think you knew it too, but I never told you, and you never tried to stop it. I don't think you purposely led me on, but I believed that we could be more than friends until the day you got a girlfriend.
Wow. I was so upset. Overall, you indirectly told me that I wasn't good enough for you because you wanted to be with someone else. You only wanted me around to share the positive things happening with your new relationship. How could you rub that in my face so easily? I didn't want to hear about how happy you were with someone else when all I wanted was to be in that position. It was horrible, hearing about it, seeing it, and trying to pretend that it didn't bother me. However, I hung around anyway. Somehow I still wanted to be in your life.
After a while, we started to grow apart. You told people that I was obsessed with you. Do you think that was fun to hear from our mutual friends? Of course not, you thought my feelings were some kind of joke or something you could use to get more attention for yourself. You thought you were better than me and only talked to me when you needed something.
I'm glad I had this experience. It was painful at first, but I'm so much stronger because of you. I'm confident in who I am and realize that I deserve better than someone who doesn't see me as the best. I see me as the best, and I'm sorry you didn't.
Sincerely,
The Girl You Didn't Break
