It’s been a year since you’ve broke up with me. I’m glad you let me go. I still feel it’s unfair to not want to be the responsible adult in our relationship. You weren’t willing to compromise, you didn’t care about my feelings and the strange and ridiculous thing is that you said that was supposedly me. Uh-uh! Thank God there’ll be no more blame shifting, no more talking over me,no more dealing a mooch and a thief. No more of you breaking in the neighbors house, no more of you using me and others,no more of your lies,no more of being placed on the back burner and chose a criminal over me that’s no longer living. I hold no grudges but I sure hope karma comes around the corner and bites you on the azz like a ferocious dog and wacks you across your B*lls like a golf club striking a golf ball. And I was ever so blind to see that you’d treat me that way. I thought you were different from my ex Russell when you were exactly like his sorry azz. James I hope most of all that you really regret and feel guilty for how you treated me,my family and others.