I finally explained to you directly why I don’t want to talk to you, and at long last you finally heard and accepted it.
All in the while, what were you worried about? You kept trying to say you care about me–until I finally slapped some reality into that mind of yours (to be clear, I’m not talking about physical contact. I haven’t been in the presence of this individual for a decade, they just kept messaging and messaging me).
You don’t give a s*** about me. If you did, you would acknowledge the boundary I created 10 years ago! The only thing you cared about was how I saw you–“You don’t think you’re better than me, right?”
10 years of not letting this go. After three dates. You are f****** crazy!
