u/BoneRage-McKee

A few things to remember.

Dont give a reason.
Don’t set out bait.
Don’t poke and prod.
Don’t tease and mock.

And by god

If you Can’t take the Heat don’t bring your ass into the Kitchen.

If we are allowed to be public again, I suppose I’ll just plop this riiiight here.

Lemme break this down for you one more time.

Whenever this repeated chaos starts up, your words and attitude change first. I know you know I clock it.

Then you disappear without saying anything and go silent. And you only do that when you know you’ve broken a promise, crossed a line, or gone right back to the exact situation you’ve repeatedly told me you were done with.

You go from being someone who is normally informative, thoughtful, considerate, and respectful to defensive, evasive, and weirdly hostile.

Suddenly I’m being spoken to like I’m the problem for noticing the very obvious change happening right in front of me.

And then comes the part I genuinely cannot understand: instead of just saying, ‘Yes, I did this. Yes, I lied about it. Yes, I handled it badly,’ you double down. You hide. You deflect. You throw out insults, disappear, or let somebody else do the talking for you.

For what?

You’re a grown man. You’re allowed to make your own choices, even stupid ones. You’re allowed to decide who you want in your life. But if you’re going to make those choices, fucking own them.

That’s the part I’ve been asking from you this entire time. Honesty.

You cannot keep telling people one thing, doing another, hiding it when it blows up, and then acting offended when somebody notices the pattern.

At some point you have to stop trying to manage everybody’s perception of you and actually become somebody whose words line up with his actions.

You want to be regarded as a man whose words carry weight, so start behaving like one.
Just tell the damn truth.

You earned this Disrespect. Fully. Message me again from a fake profile threatening me. - as per usual I’ll shut that shit down too.

I dunno about you, but I like it Hot. REALLY HOT. So I’d like the rest of the word to see just how easy it is to vanilla rip on you. Aka as much as you front on being a baddie, I am 100% positive you have melt downs over the smallest things. Hence your extremely blown out of proportion profile page.
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The older I get, the more impressed I am by your unwavering commitment to bad ideas. Most people abandon a strategy after it fails repeatedly. You seem determined to see it through to the bitter end.

What continues to puzzle me is not the attempt itself, but the fact that you apparently looked at this plan, weighed your options, and decided, “Yes. This is definitely the best use of my time.”

There is something almost admirable about the level of confidence required to be wrong this consistently.

I cannot imagine dedicating this much thought and effort to someone I supposedly dislike. At some point, one has to wonder who is actually occupying whose headspace.

You seem to know an awful lot about my life for someone who claims not to care about it. At this point, I cannot help but wonder how much time and energy you devote to keeping tabs on me, because it certainly appears to be more than you’re willing to devote to yourself.

If determination alone were a marketable skill, you’d be wildly successful by now. Unfortunately, persistence is only admirable when it’s applied to something productive. Instead, you keep treating my life like it’s a group project despite nobody assigning you to it.

I would tell you to get a hobby, but at this point I suspect I already am your hobby. The truly embarrassing part isn’t that you tried. It’s that you apparently expected a different outcome. Every time you do something like this, I find myself lowering the bar, and somehow you still manage to trip over it.

Imagine what you could accomplish if you applied this level of persistence to literally anything that might improve your own circumstances. You might be surprised by how much progress can be made when your focus is directed inward instead of outward.

It must be exhausting carrying around this much resentment while simultaneously making it everyone else’s problem. The irony is that the only person being consumed by this fixation appears to be you.

And with all that my darling obsessive,unhinged,psychopath, I bid you farewell.

*mic drop* enjoy blowing your gasket. ;)

Yeah… one day you’ll realize I wasn’t the one who got away or the one who just walked off.

You’ll realize I was the one who tried, the one who cared even when you didn’t.. the one who stayed so much longer than I ever should have…

And that’s the part that will hurt the most.
It will hurt when this ends, and I won’t be there.
It will hurt when you finally step into who you want to be, and I won’t be there cheering you on.
It will hurt when you need that connection or that person to run to who always has open arms for you or warm kind words to say as you seek that embrace.

You’ll realize then what’s been done, and that hurt you’ll finally feel won’t stop simply because you’ll know it could have been different.
Your choices could have changed everything yet you sat in silence when your voice was all that was needed.

I’ve learned something finally. I had No idea it was okay to ask someone for something like emotional security, and not give it back in return.

I have been mislead my entire time on this planet believing that was part of the bare minimum of friendship/relationships/ being a decent person.

Pifff. Yeah. That obviously was a terrible joke, wasn’t it?

I answered you in a timely manner. I took my accountability where it was due. We will not mention that your questions, your contradictions and Off topic statements had nothing to do with the problem, but your questions still got answered.

I responded. I brought the topic back to the main issue, I Asked my Questions AGAIN. And I got my last bit of ‘I give a damn turned into hurt anger’ out. Repeatedly and loudly.

I waited for a response to my own questions and it’s still crickets on your end. It’s been a week. No response in not a timely manner. As usual.

……. Again, it’s funny how people can ask things of you, but you cannot ask the same of them.

Is your silence an echo of your guilt? Is this silence a reflection of your avoidance?
Or is it that if you answer, you have to finally admit what you did. Out loud.

I answered you, with no problem and no hesitation.

What’s up? Can you not do the same?

In the right scenario, I’m a rumbling Mount Vesuvius about to explode, but most days I’m pre-eruption Pompeii living it up and other times I’m just a damn crab scuttling through the ashes. It’s a lot…

How do you describe your signs ?