Where Do I Start?

People are taught to “forgive and forget” in order to be happy, afterall living with a grudge can being a serious damper in ones life.

We had dated for a year after breaking up. I tried to fix the issue that he kept on dragging on. There was a rumor that had spread throughout both of our friends and he took it to heart and believed the rumor was true.

My initial feelings were that he and I were going to hate each other for the next three years we would have to spend together. It was three years because I was one

He told me to go home and that I probably do not need to come back. He slowly came around to being friends with me. It started by him allowing me to stay when I came to visit. This evolved into him letting me eat dinner with him and Finna. Eventually, we could hang out without him scolding me.

Our relationship wasn’t the same since that day. It got tremendously healthier. We actually got along and agreed on the same things. I no longer felt like he didn’t love me or care about me. Even though he didn’t stop drinking completely, he had cut back on some of it. I couldn’t be any happier with him for doing

He came out the second time to further expressed his feeling of how he wanted to take Glass Lock materials and kick them all over the hallway. I then apologized to him again of how sorry I am about the incident, but that seemed to have fueled him some more.

He stood up 3 quarters of the meeting with his arms folded and disregarded what I was saying and said in a nutshell I’m not a behaviour therapist so what do I know.

He became irate and asked me if I know how to add numbers, he said then that he wants to file for a hearing, and became rude and started to insult me and saying "if you were in front of me I will ..." Then he suddenly hung up.

He said “fine!” and stormed off as soon as I got done with ODP for the day which was an hour and a half long

himself before I had returned to work. I spent a few days really angry and confused.

After, living with him for six months, somebody, got in his head. Telling him crazy lies about me, because he came home one night, drunk and fought me, like I was a man. I had to get stitches and a nose surgery. He said, he was sorry for hitting me. He did it, because his homeboys, were talking about how all the dudes at school wanted me. I forgave him and even went back home, when I was released from the hospital and stayed for

I chose to listen to my ex-fiancé mostly due to the fact That we haven’t talked in years since we’ve actually broke up. There is a lot of baggage that is still there, and I still feel pretty anger towards him because of how things ended and how our relationship went. I chose to listen to him because there is still part of me that cares about how he is doing, as well as a part of me that wanted to hear him finally say sorry. I knew going in that having intentions of how the conversation might look like could be harmful to myself. Still I couldn’t help it. He drive from Long Beach ad met me at Biola. We talked for roughly and hour and a half at the picnic tables by Alphas Basketball court. This was on May 5th.

When the news got to me I was angry, furious even, but I couldn’t find it in my heart to hate him. He called me later that day crying, genuinely crying, “I didn’t mean to do this to you. I’m so sorry for all the hurt I gave to you after everything you did for me. You don’t come across girls like you and I hate that I messed that up for my own selfish needs. I’ll always love you and understand that you hate me,” he said. I couldn’t hate him, I knew I was never going to be able to. Would I be able to move on from this? I don’t know, but my goal is to try to live my life and love myself enough to know what’s right for me.

I finally took an honest look at the whole relationship with fresh, educated eyes, and I cannot ignore the red flags any longer. (I 've been doing that my entire life, and look where it 's gotten me.) I won 't be placing people who continue to inflict harm on me ahead of my own needs anymore. It doesn 't matter who they are, what

Normally I would have ignored him. I always let things slide. I don’t like getting all worked up over something stupid.