You made a promise to me, and then you renegotiated. But you didn’t negotiate with me…you decided to collaborate without me; with others–anyone who was willing to listen. You weren’t conned by the others. You weren’t sweet-talked by the world. Your sister-side slipped through. You left me high and dry. But your pockets weren’t empty, and your hands were out for more. Somewhere along the way, you convinced yourself that somebody owed you something.
You listened to divorced women who showed you how to take half. You enticed married men and asked them to protect you. You bartered your children’s stability for a support check, and you convinced your lawyer that there was hundreds of thousands in burried treasure.
You weren’t duped! There was nothing but a hole that you left. You instigated rage. You preyed on others hoping that you’d become a victim of retaliation. You instigator!
Now you want to go drilling for oil! You want a second crack at the gold mine. But you’re sloppy…
You didn’t get what you wanted so you came back for more?
But I dont O U (anyTHING).
Woman scorned/man reborn. Avoiding you like the plague, not giving you anything to say–only now can I see what others saw right away. You’re a fraud!
Words do hurt. But actions speak louder. I’ve recovered from both, but only a fool would allow you to return for an encore. You’ve given orders, but you are shocked when your commands are ignored. You have no power over me or any another. But your malignant words irritate. You’re an irraTANT!!
Those who advised you are now long since gone. Even their hot messes look pale in comparison to the damage you’ve created. The alliances you’ve formed have withdrawn. You are all alone, just like you left me. You are not sorry, and I’m not sorry for you.