Today was the day I was leaving I was packing my sons stuff and my stuff up, my best friend and her mother were on the way. My supposed to be friend was downstairs cleaning, sad that I was leaving but I didn't care. I was done at that point, I cried and cried some more while packing everything.
There was one point I sat in my closet just crying for a long time. Wondering what was seriously so wrong with me that nobody wanted me, or that I wasn't enough, my best friend got there. No one said shit to each other, we just packed my stuff up and left.
Later on that day, I get my son down for bed, and I'm sitting in the kitchen with my best friend trying to calm down and relax. I've been laughing I've been crying. This is when my exes best friend calls me and tell me he needs to talk to me, his fiancé is also by him. They then tell me that my ex has been cheating on me the whole time, that they've been doing shit, I told him that we broke up so it's not cheating. This is when he texts me proof that my ex and my supposed to be friend have been hooking up since I moved her in the first time.
I explode, I walk outside and call me ex and tell him to put it on speaker so she can also hear me. He wasn't having at first but after I started being stern he listened, I then proceeded to tell them that I hated them, and a bunch of other shit. I then hung up, and for some reason all of my stress was gone, I should be sad, angry, livid. Instead I went into the kitchen and ate a slice of pizza and drank some water, the first thing I've eaten or drink in three days. All my stress was gone, magically fucking gone. I've never felt better in my life, all of the sadness went away, I was fucking happy.
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Mystery / Thriller*WARNING TALKS ABOUT SUICIDE AND OTHER TRIGGERING THINGS, DO NOT READ IF YOU'RE EASILY TRIGGERED OR EMOTIONAL* This story includes me talking a little about my Trauma, and some of the things I've gone through since I was a kid. There will be some de...
