Birthday rant here. Today marks my 28th birthday. And with that, my exs nee gf popped up on my instagram suggested. Anyway, I looked , like a twat I opened it to look.
Interestingly enough, my ex told me he couldn’t be with me anymore because I was a problem for his mental health. I was the cause of all his issues and I made him feel depressed and angry and he wasn’t an angry person round anyone other than me. Supposedly. My gut told me there was another woman. He insisted there was not.
Well, turns out. I was right all along. There was in fact, another woman. So much so, he took her on a date, while still with me. How do I know, well, they took a picture in a Photo Booth and the date clearly states the night he barely texted me.
im not hurt. In fact I loathe him. Im just annoyed he never admitted there was in fact. Another woman.