Not so long ago, I had my whole life planned out; wedding invites were mailed, future kids’ names were picked out. I even had monogrammed hand towels with my new last name on them. My fiancé at the time had been getting kind of distant, but I assumed it was just wedding jitters. Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.
“I don’t love you anymore,” is all he told me — and just like that my entire world came crashing down. I would find out later my best friend and would-be bridesmaid who needed a place to stay and was living with us was sleeping with him. They’re now publicly together, and I don’t talk to either of them.
I’d like to take this time to say a few parting words as I just paid off the last credit card of debt he left me with after canceling our wedding. I’m now completely, utterly, free of him, and it feels good (mostly).
- Screw you for wasting several thousand dollars of our money on a wedding that would never be. My (former) best friend lived with us for months before you left, so you could have saved us both a lot of money by breaking up with me earlier!
- Thank you for saving me from a divorce. Because as expensive as the wedding bills were, that ain’t nothing compared to what divorce would have cost.
- Screw you for having sex with my so-called best friend. In our house, while I was working three jobs so you could “chase your dreams”! That’s a new level of low for both of you.
- Thank you for making me realize what a worthless friend she was, anyway. If it weren’t for you cheating on me with her, I might still think she’s a decent person and good friend. Phew, bullet dodged.
- Screw you for taking the TV after you said I could keep it. I did pay almost all of the bills, after all, so really that TV was mine.
- Thank you for driving me to bigger and better things. Since we broke up, I’ve bought a house, got an awesome job, and I’m doing what makes me happy instead of catering to you. And yes, I also got a kickass TV.
- Screw you for taking five years from me that I could have spent living it up. I spent my college years with your pathetic ass instead of doing what normal, college-aged girls do… which is every attractive male they saw. You aren’t even that good looking! Good thing I’m making up for it now.
- Thank you for making me realize there’s so much better out there. Like, for example, men with jobs, men with motivation to make something out of themselves, men who don’t let their mothers make their decisions, men who stand up for themselves, men that are good in bed… the list goes on and on.
- Screw you for ruining my fairytale. It turns out you’re more the frog than the prince, anyway.
- Thank you for making me realize I make my own fairytale. I’, not a damsel in distress just because you left me. In fact, I’m the heroine and I determine my own fairy tale now.
