Day 08 → Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit.
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i had an ex who lied to me about having cancer for 6 months. every day, i thought he was going to die in the very near future, especially when he would leave my roommates messages like, "Dave called. He said he's going into the hospital and that he loves you very much." then i'd frantically call every hospital in the NW chicago suburbs trying to find him. i lived in ann arbor, MI, at the time, so i ran up $400+ phone bills every months talking to him. he told me that he bought me an engagement ring and wanted to marry me.
he got so hard to deal with that i broke it off. he didn't have any friends, wasn't going to school and was barely working. he had nothing to contribute to the conversation other than how much he loved me, which got pretty old after a while. after we broke up, he threatened suicide. he got all of my friends in the chicago area (and one of my A2 roomies) all in a bunch, driving him around while he contemplated killing himself. finally, we called his parents and the truth came out.
it's still inconceivable that someone who claims they love you can do something as horrible as lie about having a life-threatening illness. i haven't seen him since the unveiling of the truth (15 years ago) and i always wonder what i would do if i ran into him. punch him in nuts? smile and say hello? laugh out loud (he was really funny before he became obsessive)? who knows?
i had an ex who lied to me about having cancer for 6 months. every day, i thought he was going to die in the very near future, especially when he would leave my roommates messages like, "Dave called. He said he's going into the hospital and that he loves you very much." then i'd frantically call every hospital in the NW chicago suburbs trying to find him. i lived in ann arbor, MI, at the time, so i ran up $400+ phone bills every months talking to him. he told me that he bought me an engagement ring and wanted to marry me.
he got so hard to deal with that i broke it off. he didn't have any friends, wasn't going to school and was barely working. he had nothing to contribute to the conversation other than how much he loved me, which got pretty old after a while. after we broke up, he threatened suicide. he got all of my friends in the chicago area (and one of my A2 roomies) all in a bunch, driving him around while he contemplated killing himself. finally, we called his parents and the truth came out.
it's still inconceivable that someone who claims they love you can do something as horrible as lie about having a life-threatening illness. i haven't seen him since the unveiling of the truth (15 years ago) and i always wonder what i would do if i ran into him. punch him in nuts? smile and say hello? laugh out loud (he was really funny before he became obsessive)? who knows?

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