1/22/06

it’s funny, I was just looking at my last entry. Marked private. A conversation between my ex boyfriend and I. Before we went out. Stating how he could never hurt me because I’m so sweet and nice. Yet, currently, we don’t talk. Not only do we not talk, but he talks shit about me. For what reason? I honestly don’t know. But it makes me laugh to look back and see how he swears how he could never hurt me. When we stopped talking, I thought I lost my best friend. But now I realize that he wasn’t my best friend, he wasn’t even really my friend. Looking back on how he treated me. Always smacking me in the face, trying to be funny. Site me incorrect, but it’s not funny to be smacked in the face multiple times in one day. He was so crude to me and I thought he was the world. And that my world ended when we ended. How wrong was I. How wrong was I. Call me conceded, but now I believe I am better than him, or anyone like him. I believe no one should attempt to show their love or compassion by constantly abusing the person. Verbally. or Physically. That telling someone you care about them should be true. And not taken lightly. I’m naive, perhaps. Perhaps gullible. But I tend to believe things like that. Silly me? I hope not, I hope others believe that too. That when someone says they care, that they mean it. Honestely and truely. Because it hurts when your feelings are taken advantage of. It really does.