To 'The One Night Stand',

I'm mad at you. Really mad. No matter how much time goes by, that doesn't seem to change. I am not going to write the cliché 'thank you for showing me his true colors' letter, because frankly, I'm not there yet. If there is one thing anybody who has been cheated on knows, it's that no matter how much time goes by, or what new relationships come into your life, you are left with a scorned feeling that never fully leaves. We now live in this culture where cheating is not only acceptable, but expected. One does not only have to worry about their significant other having a wandering eye, but also people who want who someone has simply because they are someone else's.

I'm mad at you for not respecting 'girl-code'. How could you knowingly come onto another girl's man? How could you not have the guts to admit this when confronted? How could you be so selfish to break down what took years or months to build in just hours? That is my question: How could you?

I'm mad that you made me question myself. I was left wondering "Did I do something wrong? Could I have prevented this? Does she have something that I don't?" That is where the worst of it came in. Comparison. Browsing your social media while I consistently ask my girlfriends the series of 'Is she prettier than me?' questions. Now I am ready to answer those questions for myself though. I didn't do anything wrong. I couldn't have prevented this. You are not half the woman I am.

A woman who knowingly pursues someone else's partner doesn't even deserve to be called a women. You are a nobody. While I won't thank you for showing me what happens when temptation strikes, I will thank you for a few things.

Thank you for making me respect myself more than I did before. I do like myself, and although this event messed with my self esteem a bit, I'm better than I was before. Thank you for making me hug my mom because she raised me to always have empathy for others, which is something you lack. Thank you for making me realize how amazing my girlfriends are, because they are also respectable women. Thank you for showing me a prime example of something I never hope to be: a lonely soul who seeks meaningless hook-ups as a form of self validation.

I just hope that you keep one thing in mind: Karma. Unfortunately, you are not the only girl of your kind out there. One day you will fall in love. You will send cute messages all day, devote all your time into one person, and plan for the future. You'll have butterflies in your stomach and hearts in your eyes. Then, without any warning, those butterflies will fly away and those hearts will break. You'll be left with the feeling of emptiness. When that day comes, I hope you remember me.