Soo, I used to date :xinwan: as everyone knows, and he was not the best person. Bailed on me when my mom was dying.

Came back crying when his new relationships treated him like shit, then when I finally got sick of his bullshit, he decided to say "why don't you ever get angry at me, instead of always being so calm?"

Ok, time to drop the nuke.

So, I blew up. Trashed him on every account, raged at him everywhere I could. He treated me like crap while my mom was dying, then went in a "pity meeee" mode when he went through the same thing.

What a fucking selfish psycho. I tried to e kind to him, tried to be there because I actually loved him.

And I bottled this up for YEARS! I let him have his "poor me, my ex is craaazyyy" moments, but, what the hell, time to be honest about everything.

So, hell, here ya go. He asked me to get angry, not be so kind, not be so nice, and I finally lost it on him. Then he cried big fat tears that I was a meanie, and ran off, after I gave him exactly what he asked for.

Do I feel bad about it? At times. But, he was toxic, selfish, a drunk, and someone who was unreliable at best, a douchebag at worst.

And the dumb thing is, at times I missed him. I am a big stupid cat who thinks he can fix the world, and fails at it, then feels bad for trying.

But, now I have a good boyfriend, who makes me really happy, and who wants to support me and lift me up. I never really had that till now, it's so incredible.

Instead of feeling beaten down, I feel excited, and happy every day. Instead of worn out, I feel eager to work, and eager to do things.

I finally feel like I am living life, instead of being drug through it.