Risky Business

How did this happen? How did we go from being each other’s best friend, to fighting against each other, it really sinks in when you see _____ vs. _____ on official court documents.

I’d be lying to you if I said I was okay, I’m not okay…not today. Tomorrow the past nine years come to a screeching halt. I’m too young for this. I don’t want to deal with this, but that’s the price you pay for getting married young. Risky business I tell you, marriage is the most risky business you could ever be apart of.

We should have been celebrating, our year and a half wedding anniversary…should have. Shoulda, coulda, woulda. Instead of celebrating our marriage, I was popping a Xanax. I’m not here to sugarcoat anything people, this is the ugly truth.

For those of you who don’t know, I started a new Facebook page, I did this for one reason and one reason only, to block memories of the past nine years. Every day I was reminded of my past life.  I was feeling nostalgic today, and decided to take a look down memory lane.

I’m not sure why I thought that was a good idea, but I did it anyway. I got to thinking about all that I have lost, I lost his family and his friends, who I cared so deeply about, but not only did I lose them, I was quick to be replaced. When someone is quick to replace you…did you really mean anything to them? I’ve already been so disrespected in general, then to use social media to boast about your new significant other and new family member. It’s funny to because, I was not allowed to post my feelings about my situation or what I was going through emotionally without being judged and harassed by his family members, yet it’s okay for them to boast about how much they love my replacement and how he deserves the best. Someone tell me why that’s okay? Double standard much? I think so. It’s not okay…which brings me to my next question.

How can you be proud of someone who has done something so terrible to someone they love? Here’s the truth, I don’t wish him all the best, because that would be a lie, but I don’t wish him the worst either. I simply wished him whatever it was he deserved. Now whether he deserved good or bad things, was none of my business – that was between him, and karma. I believe that everyone comes into your life to serve a specific purpose, I guess I was the one sent to teach him that eventually, good girls do leave.





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