Nocode8511
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Ok, so I'm sitting in my kitchen shooting the shit with my dad when the dogs start going crazy. I knew someone was at the door but I did not expect to see my ex's parents. My first thought was damn my ex was found dead somewhere, but thats not what happened. Let me give you guys the short story to this but I'll make sure I have all the details.
I was with this girl for 10 years and I thought she was going to be my high school sweet heart. We had a great relationship and most people would always say "I wish me and my gf would get along as good as you guys." In 09 we moved in together (small apartment) but I paid for everything that was in there. Some of the things I already had like couch, wash and dryer, etc. but other appliances I let her put on my CC. I got my credit card bill one day and realized it was a little over 2500 which was not my style. I was pissed and it turned into a huge fight. I noticed that she had become money hungry and figured something was up. There were a few times she went out with "her friends" and didn't come home. Right off the bat I asked her if she was cheating and she told me no. I was working nights at this point and a few weekends I called off just to see what she was up to. Yeah, I know it sounds crazy but I wanted to see if she was cheating. Someone was about to catch a beating, but I couldn't catch her with no one. I'm not sure if she caught on to what I was doing so everything kinda returned to normal for a few months.
She was talking about getting engaged and maybe starting our own family. I started looking at rings and everything, blah blah blah.... Then boom! She got all weird on me again. I noticed she was always broke even though she was working for the state. I brought home a drug test one night and she failed. I questioned her about drugs and replied "I get high with the girls once and awhile." Fuck that, I knew there was more to the story. This was around thanksgiving time... So one afternoon (4pm) I'm leaving work and had like 20 plus phone calls from my neighbors (couldn't have my phone where I worked.) So I called my buddy back and ask him whats up. I get home and NOTHING and I mean NOTHING was in my apartment. No couch, clothes, NOTHING was left in there. She apparently met some guy while getting high and they bounced. She robbed me of everything I had. I literally only had my work clothes left.
I didnt hear from her for 3 years, and even her family couldn't get in touch with her. I wanted to kill both of them but my dad talked some sense into me.
So... she robbed me, became a junkie with some older ass lowlife, and has a kid now, and kind of fucked up my life foe awhile.
Now her parents show up at my door and give me a letter she wrote. I didn't want to read it but my pops said I should at least her what she has to say. By the way my dad is the fucking man haha. She went on for pages saying that she fucked me over, fucked up her life with drugs, ruined our relationship and the best thing she ever had. You know all the stuff people say when they are getting clean. Now she is in rehab for 6 months and her kid is living with her parents. She wants to know if I could forgive her and maybe be friends? Then it goes on to say the friendship could move into a relationship like it should have in the first place.
Right now I have a fuck you attitude and don't want NOTHING to do with her, plan and simple. I just wanted to ask everyone's opinion but I have a feeling you guys are going to agree with me on this one.
I was with this girl for 10 years and I thought she was going to be my high school sweet heart. We had a great relationship and most people would always say "I wish me and my gf would get along as good as you guys." In 09 we moved in together (small apartment) but I paid for everything that was in there. Some of the things I already had like couch, wash and dryer, etc. but other appliances I let her put on my CC. I got my credit card bill one day and realized it was a little over 2500 which was not my style. I was pissed and it turned into a huge fight. I noticed that she had become money hungry and figured something was up. There were a few times she went out with "her friends" and didn't come home. Right off the bat I asked her if she was cheating and she told me no. I was working nights at this point and a few weekends I called off just to see what she was up to. Yeah, I know it sounds crazy but I wanted to see if she was cheating. Someone was about to catch a beating, but I couldn't catch her with no one. I'm not sure if she caught on to what I was doing so everything kinda returned to normal for a few months.
She was talking about getting engaged and maybe starting our own family. I started looking at rings and everything, blah blah blah.... Then boom! She got all weird on me again. I noticed she was always broke even though she was working for the state. I brought home a drug test one night and she failed. I questioned her about drugs and replied "I get high with the girls once and awhile." Fuck that, I knew there was more to the story. This was around thanksgiving time... So one afternoon (4pm) I'm leaving work and had like 20 plus phone calls from my neighbors (couldn't have my phone where I worked.) So I called my buddy back and ask him whats up. I get home and NOTHING and I mean NOTHING was in my apartment. No couch, clothes, NOTHING was left in there. She apparently met some guy while getting high and they bounced. She robbed me of everything I had. I literally only had my work clothes left.
I didnt hear from her for 3 years, and even her family couldn't get in touch with her. I wanted to kill both of them but my dad talked some sense into me.
So... she robbed me, became a junkie with some older ass lowlife, and has a kid now, and kind of fucked up my life foe awhile.
Now her parents show up at my door and give me a letter she wrote. I didn't want to read it but my pops said I should at least her what she has to say. By the way my dad is the fucking man haha. She went on for pages saying that she fucked me over, fucked up her life with drugs, ruined our relationship and the best thing she ever had. You know all the stuff people say when they are getting clean. Now she is in rehab for 6 months and her kid is living with her parents. She wants to know if I could forgive her and maybe be friends? Then it goes on to say the friendship could move into a relationship like it should have in the first place.
Right now I have a fuck you attitude and don't want NOTHING to do with her, plan and simple. I just wanted to ask everyone's opinion but I have a feeling you guys are going to agree with me on this one.