When I was in high school I had a boyfriend who shall remain nameless. We were together for 5 long years. In those 5 years we did so much to damage each other’s lives and make memories that I’m embarrassed of. We broke up my junior year for a short period of time. I was devastated. I’m not sure how long that hiatus lasted but to me at that time in my life was an eternity. I remember my mom coming in my room in the middle of the night because she’d hear me crying. She’d lay down with me like when I was a little girl and stay there until the tears were dry and I was asleep.
He met someone else. She will also remain nameless. He called my house and asked for her. Obviously, his bad. What a slap in the face. I hated her with such a passion. She took the man I wanted. The man I thought I was going to spend eternity with.
I took that hatred and anger and put it into a project I came up with all on my own. Somehow my friends and I got a hold of a picture of her. I don’t remember how or who had it but we got it. We also found her phone number. I made fliers to include a picture of her that read: For a good time call me at (insert phone number here). I don’t remember if I put profanities on this flier or not but I might as well have. We posted fliers along major streets as well as threw them around on campus.
It’s a small world and she ended up living with one of my friends not too long ago. She let my friend know that I had ruined her life. I regret doing that, after all it wasn’t her fault that the man I loved didn’t love me back. It was just one of those immature things to do in high school.
To you nameless girl, I apologize. I’m sorry that I did such a horrible thing. I was hurt and that was my way of expressing my feelings. I could have just cried but instead thought I’d make someone else cry. I’m truly deeply sorry.
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I did something really mean once, a long time ago. She was the ex, I was the current girlfriend...she wanted him back, we had just moved in together. She made my life a living hell, basically stalked me, crank calling me at home, at work. I hated her. I went thru an old box one day of my ex's in the garage, he had hidden it. Found pictures of her and him. Graphic pictures. I put them in an envelope and sent them to her mother. She never bothered me again.
She had that coming to her. Do you ever feel bad about it?
NOW, i do. But back then, I was just so fed up with her abuse and constant harrassment that I danced a little jig when I found out they had almost thrown her out after they got the pics. In the years since, Ive often wanted to write her a letter to apologize..after all, he (the bf) ended up bieng an ass and so not worth the pain he put us thru.
I probably wouldn't have felt so bad if someone was doing that kind of stuff to me. I bet she'll never be a stalker again.
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