Let's begin at the end

He asked that I not blog about him.  I considered it and decided that I'm not all that concerned with what he wants.  Betrayal warrants at least one blog.  I'm thinking there will probably be a short series.  I haven't slept right in 2 weeks.  I need to sleep so I'm gonna blog.  He says, Jason, that is, that my blogs are semi-illiterate garbage and he can't believes that anyone reads them and blah blah blah.  (Thats why he reads them at least 19 times a day)

 

I thought he was romantically tragic.  Turns out hes just a crisis boy.  

 

Crisis boy: n. -- A man who needs to spill all his emotional garbage on you and uses you to boost himself up...and then bails.

 

So after being friends with this man (read: being his emotional dumping ground) for over four months, he has decided that he no longer wants to have any contact with me ever again. (at least until his girlfriend dumps him again and he takes another handful of pills)  The fact that I stayed up talking to him for nights on end until I was passing out is not important.  You see, now he tells me that I was never attractive to him at all, I smell like a fat girl, I am crass and a pig.  He never mentioned all these things when he was clinging to me and I was telling him that we were incompatible.  No, then it  we could move past it and I had to try to work it out and compromise.  Of course, I am the fool who went back knowing it would never work out. 

 

I know that he's mean when hes angry, but I didn't realize that he has no conscience at all.  It just kills me though that he thinks its acceptable to insult my child who he met once when he was over an hour late meeting us for dinner.  Tragic?  Nope.  Just pathetic.

 

I hope things work out with her.  I don't have what it takes to emotionally support someone with more issues than I have.