Ok, the therapy over a relationship isn't relatable (not judging anyone who does relate to that, get help for whatever the fuck you need, I insist!) But the second part?
I'm kinda embarrassed that it's actually true for me. Just one person, but she was *too* happy I broke up with him. I'm like, what she know I didn't, and if it was that bad why didn't she tell me?? Hmmm... I don't actually give a single fuck I'm laughing at the irony and the memory.
I still don't hate the guy, unless he did something super fucky and no one told me. Fuckers, FRIENDS DON'T LET FRIENDS DATE PREDATORS/ABUSERS, or DRIVE DRUNK!
I'm not one to tell adults what to do, but if I know fucky shit about a fucker my homie is swapping DNA with I'm gonna let them know.
Sorry I've been bored and by myself too long today
*Seeing myself out*