You asked me why I broke up with her. I've been thinking about what to say without sounding like a disrespectful ****. Like you I've discovered it's easier to figure it out if you write it down. You're seeking and respect honesty so here goes. I could not get you out of my head yesterday and went to bed thinking about you last night. I watched Tyson peck at the wood branch in his cage. He bit me like the one he's named after bit Holyfield. He loses interest in toys I buy him in minutes. Reminds me of my ex she was the same way. She never listened when I spoke and it was like I never did. I lost patience with her due to her always being late. Last time I took her out she was an hour late with no good reason but couldn't decide what to wear. She was adult but felt like I was involved with a immature kid. Plus she's impulsive in a bad way. She used the cards I let her use for emergencies to gamble online, bought online and hid what she didn't need and took her friends who were immature like her out on the town at my expense. Drove me nuts because she had difficulty paying attention. Sometimes love isn't enough to over come her kind of deafness or her thinking it fun to put aluminum foil in microwaves. She was the queen of drama and procrastination. Her place was always disorderly and she swore to me when we met she was a neat freak. I don't mind a little daily life messes it happens. Her chronic lateness made it a last straw. On the night I was to introduce to my folks she was late and they left my home without meeting her. It's been over two years since I ended the misery of her in my life but she's still bitter. Unlike you she's stuck in hate mode and will be there until someone else buys her lies and manipulations. Could say more but I believe you will see the full picture.
I wrote this for you Betty Ponder. I know you know it's about you. : )