It's raining. And right now I was supposed to be sipping mimosas with my girlfriends while I got ready for my wedding.
It's not like I wish it was still happening. Hell no. I'm upset about the broken promises and all the dreams I had for us. Upset that it got as far as it did before who he really was finally came out.
There's a bitter part of me that wants to text him and say happy wedding day you lying, cheating, momma's boy piece of shit. And then text my mom and ask if she's managed to weasel her way into more than just the ex's bank account yet. Just so those two fuckers would hurt somehow today, too. But I won't, of course.
I don't even want to go near my bedroom today since my wedding gowns are hanging in there. I don't want to see them.
I went to run a couple errands not long ago and as soon as I started the car, that Gotye song came on, which basically describes how I've felt about X and the way he's treated me and our relationship. So that didn't help, either.
And the dog ate one of my favorite flip flops this morning.
I'm sorry you're having a bad day, but it totally sounds like you dodged a bullet. Scratch that, you dodged a bomb. Take the rest of the day to mourn what might have been, and then go forward knowing that you will be happy in life. ((hugs))
I'm sorry you're having a bad day, but it totally sounds like you dodged a bullet. Scratch that, you dodged a bomb. Take the rest of the day to mourn what might have been, and then go forward knowing that you will be happy in life. ((hugs))
No doubt there. I should have seen the flags a lot earlier. Especially with him listening to (and defending!) my mom in all of her craziness.
It would definitely be nice to have some friends come over, but since I moved to a different city, I don't know anyone around here. But I do have a small group of friends that know most of the down and dirty of everything that I can at least talk to or email with that will understand what I've been going through, especially today. I'm certainly thankful for those people.