Today I did the bravest thing I’ve ever done. (Kind of fitting the day before hallowweeeeeen)
The final straw came when I was out buying by costume (yes I know it’s tomorrow I just didn’t have time with all the self pity lately) I ran into him with the ‘expletive deleted’ he was cheating with. Instead of confronting him with the appropriate level of contempt, in the form of a punch to the crotch, I hid behind an old couple with an umbrella till I was sure they had gone. When I got home I may have left a sobbing message on his answer phone.
But by the time he called me back I had realised how sad and pathetic I was being so I did something I should have done a long time ago. I didn’t even let him speak; as soon as I answered I told him I was done with the relationship and that he shouldn’t call me anymore.
I hung up, blocked his number and deleted it from my phone. As soon as I did it I felt like an independent and powerful woman who could take on the world.
Okay I burst into tears and spent 2 hours online trying to figure out how to undelete it. (I’m pathetic.)
Still it’s done and tomorrow’s my favourite holiday which I am not going to let be ruined by some slug and a ‘expletive deleted’, so I am going to go to bed, get up in the morning, get dressed up and go to my sisters Halloween do; she’s set me up on a blind date. (She doesn’t know about the breakup, she just hates my ex.)
Night.
