Wednesday, May 25, 2011

My dad said that he had a mild heart attack when he found out that I was abandoned by CK.

I spent the all afternoon and evening at Wilson elementary for the school's talent event. Ms. Smith dropped me off and in the car she ask what I was going to do this weekend since I told her previously that CK will be coming to his parents' house. I told her that i didn't know yet.

For the first time in a while I told her that I was OK. That I accept what has happened. She listed the steps that people take when dealing with heartaches. I am in the accepting stage. It still hurts and I feel betrayed that CK is living in a lavished high rice apartment while I was thrown back into Trenton. He doesn't deserve me.

She told me how beautiful I was and I am starting to feel that all over again now. I remember that I use to always get hit on but I never cared because I loved CK. When Ms. Smith first told me about the male teacher liking me she said, you will never have a problem getting a date because you are gorgeous. I know that. I don't have a problem getting dates but I had problem with a man that didn't want to commit.

She told me that when I was in the hallways tiding up the decorations, Mr. Donaghy poked his head into her classroom after seeing me and grinned at her. She said, "You can talk to her you know" but she said that he was shy. I do appreciate that someone is interested but it's too fast. I have to get my life in oder first. She ask, "if he ask me for your phone number can I give it to him." I wasn't sure but I don't want to miss a possibility of something better, so I hesitantly said, "Yes"

She ask if I had spoken to my parents and I told her that my dad called. She has always known about my family situation and how I didn't have a relationship with my dad. She got teary eyed when I told her that my dad called and apologized for being a bad father. She herself hasn't spoken to her father in 30 years when he walked out on the family. She said that he is a proud man but he loves me.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Having to tell my dad

I have been staying with my friend Ms. Smith since Saturday. I wanted to visit with her and tell her what had happened with Ck and I. She loved him and she was shocked. CK's mom went to Maryland yesterday to help him move in. She said that the apartment building was beautiful, the entrance way was like walking into a hotel loft. That the apartment was beautiful, a young professional's pad. I wanted to cry. It was suppose to be our home. She said that the area was beautiful, a hybrid of NYC and suburbs. Everything was in walking distance. I know that I should be asking her all of this but I wanted to know. It was suppose to be my life with him. He threw me away.

I went to school with her and helped out in her art class Monday and Tuesday. It was a great escape. I thought about CK but I didn't have a chance to get emotional because I stayed busy. I needed that. This morning one of the male teacher Mr. Donaghy, was dropping his class off at Ms. Smith's art room and I greeted him. Ms. Smith later told me that he said to her, "OMG Ms. Smith who is that girl in your room. She's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." I was flattered but I don't know how to feel about that. I am still healing. It was great that someone thought that I was "gorgeous" but I wanted CK to see it first.

My dad called, we never got along, never said more than hi and bye for the past few years, and I finally spoke to him. He ask what happened because he had heard about the break up from my mom. He ask me to forgive him for being a bad father, that he had made a mistake when I was growing up and he ask that I let him help me. I cried and cried, trying to talk at the same time. I explained to him what happened but I never bad mouth CK. In many ways CK was right, I needed to find myself. It's heartbreaking that I had to do it broken up. My dad ask why that couldn't happen as a couple and I explained that it had been a year and a half where things began to go south. I told him the truth and I assured him that no matter what happened I still need to get my career and built myself. He was sad that it had to happen at an age where I should have been settling down. It is unfortunate but I told him that that's life. He said to come home sometime. I told him that I will. I just needed time, and quiet.

Friday, May 20, 2011

Email to CK

I know that you will always be successful in the corporate world. Being at Lockheed has made you so much stronger and so much more confident than you already were. At the same time every aspect of your life will always be the same. I'm afraid you will continue to use people. You have had friends, good friends but you have a habit of throwing people away. You were never friendless but you have always been inappropriate in using them and losing them, men and women. The same way that you just decided not to deal with Roy and any of your other friends that you have had throughout your life. You throw people away. You use people. You use every woman that you have ever met but I was the one that had it the worst. I was the one that you were able to destroy.

You think that just by hoping that I will be OK will erase what you did? Since you have no guilt and no conscience you "really don't give a fuck" your words to me when I ask if you cared what happens to me. You said 'I really don't give a fuck." Nine years and I didn't know that this was how you felt about me or that you would ever talk to me like that. If only people knew. Nine years I was good to you and you tell me that you don't give a fuck about me. I knew that you don't give a fuck but to kick me when I was already down? So this is what happens to women after you have used them. In the end you have been merciful to all the other girls you've used and I was punished for everything that you did, all that you are. I was the one that had it worst.

"It takes a big man to love a perfect women" and it takes the worst type of human to destroy one. You are the worst type of human, you're sneaky, manipulative, and cold blooded. If only your mom know what a worst monster you are. "I'm sorry" she said, "I'm afraid I've created a monster." You are worst than that. Now you admit to me they I was never part of your plans, of course not, you don't make plans but that was a convenient enough excuse you pulled out of your ass. So I was never part of your plan but I was just there to see how you can fit me into your convenience. Thanks for that clarification. I should have seen it all long but I didn't. I was "the good wife." You threw me out an empty shell. I have to learn how to be all over again without even remembering how I was before you. I gave you all of my love and now I am just a empty person. Maybe it's a better thing that I have already been through hell because of you, everything else should be easy since I don't have a heart to feel from anymore. I have nothing left but an empty shell, homeless, and pitied.

I pray for you success but I don't even have to wonder about you getting what you deserve in all other aspects of your life. It's obvious. You will continue to use and lose people. You will always get what you deserve in life and since you are so concerned with karma then you already know that you really will get this back. You don't have to worry about hell for a long time but it's the worst human beings like you that ends up coming home to furnitures but alone. Money can't buy what you throw out and I have always been the type of person that wasn't interested in money or material things and you can't give me that. I am priceless.

I have met people in the past few days that have made me feel even more beautiful, just strangers, older citizens mainly, black and white, that would have enough life experience to talk to. They kept asking why I looked so sad even when I smiled and I told them everything, no bias. It's better to vent out to stranger that will see it all subjectively. It feels better to hear them say that I was too good and listed why. "A good woman is rare and you can spot her right away because she has a aura...that's why we like you." It also "takes a man with eyes to see it." You have never seen me. You have alway looked at me through a spreadsheet and how I fit into it. As much as I love you, you don't deserve me. I've never talked to anyone about how I felt or the relationship but I understand why it was easy for a good woman to be used, because she loves, she hope he will open his eyes but some men deserves what they get, not what you want to give them. "In life you don't always get what you want but you always get what you need" "A man that know's a woman's worth will do everything for her...will make sure she knows it" I guess this was the only way that I was going to see you for who you really were. You're just a cold, selfish person. I can't even call you 'cold hearted' because you don't have a heart. I had always seen you in sight a beautiful light when you were just a wolf in sheep skin.

I understand. You had to hurt me because that's what you do. You had to use me because you use people to get by. I haven't learned the art of 'not crying' over pain yet but as much as it hurts I know that I am better than the way that you treat me because a good woman is a good woman. I was a shell of my previous self but "a diamond with flaws will always be worth more than a pebble without imperfections." Old people has a saying for everything. Just because you destroyed me doesn't mean I am worth any less.There are more women then men in the world but "it takes a certain type man to see through the pile of shit and spot a flower blossoming amongst them." Funny but true. I remember that you like shit. You always mess with shitty fugly women and I thought that something was wrong with me.

The flaw of a woman is that she takes care of her family and sacrifices herself for them. I did forget about myself. I loved you too much that I neglected myself, we both neglected me. I have myself back now and I really love myself. I love my body, I have perfect hair, I have always has silky skin, and I just need a bit more makeup. I was jogging, in the rain, the other day and one of the doctor that I recognize from the hospital pulled up, in a Porches no less, and yelled "slow down, you're what are you trying to lose?" "I'm trying to get toned" I yelled" and he says, "you have curves, you're going to lose them." That made my day, it was probably just sweet talk but it was nice. Nice that someone saw me. You never saw me, you see me through your bias 'CK's peripheral. I wonder how much it cost him to say that because you were never able to afford those words.

I understand that there's still things that I have to get for myself, career and such, but to do it at the cost of losing nine years of my life and my heart doesn't seen worth it. That's life. I am beautiful, I am young and I have always been strong. I choose to be the woman in the relationship but I have always known how to put on the pants. It's pathetic to see how much I loved you, to see that I actually made you my all. I deserve it because I loved too much. You should never love anything too much because it will just hurt more when it all goes to shit. I see that you have never had that problem. You love CK and CK isn't leaving himself. I know that I will always love you but I am also learning to hate you. I will never forgive you, that's just the way it is but I have to remember all that you mom has tried to excuse you from. I have held your hands long enough. Nine years I loved you completely. Since you threw me out I have to accept that I am trash to you. You treated me like trash but one man's trash is another man's treasure right? Sounds awful when talking about a person but that's what it is. You have never loved me so you can go back to telling yourself that you did nothing wrong because you did say that you hope I'll be OK. That justifies everything you do. You deserve all the bad Karma that you have coming, ten folds. I deserve everything good because I made sure that I was always good, no matter what. I was always good to you. I was good to everyone and I deserve good Karma.

Dreaming of CK

I had an even stranger dream last night. That CK and I were on talking terms. I was at his Apartment. It was contemporary looking with lots of glossy windows. Like a lofty artist apartment, maybe because I'm an artist.

The next thing I know we kissed and felt like the beginning of a reconciliation. Then we were on his bed and I remember that we made love and then showered together.

That was it, that's all I remember about him and I in a dream. As if!

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Another email to CK after talking to his mom

As much as it hurts I can't help but be happy for you at the same time. I ask your mom how you're doing all the time as if it matters to me. I forget that I was asking about the Chris that threw me out. I can't believe that I am happy for you when this should have been our new life together. I was always excited about our move but at least one of us it living it. But that's life. You have never fully loved so you wouldn't understand selflessness, that's not something you're born with or learn to do, it's something that you become when you love someone. I understand I got screwed over and used for nine years but, LIFE right?! What doesn't kill me makes you stronger. I have always been strong. I just had a weakness for you and high hope for us. I just loved you too much because I thought that you were doing all of this for us. I thought wrong. You were doing it for you and I just happened to love you enough for you to justify using me."No one force you to be in it." Yea but that doesn't justify you doing it.

I didn't have an easy life. I had it hard since I was twelve so I should never have had so much faith in people. I never should have believe in you. I have never had anyone and I just fell hard for you and thought you'd be the one to catch me but I'm a big girl now. I don't believe in love anymore. Life is hard but nothing compares to this. I would rather be tortured in some third country than to have my heart broken by you. To be used by someone you don't care about hurts less then to be broken by the person that you love. It hurts deeper. The harder you love the harder you hurt. You wouldn't know what that's like. I have held your hands for nine years and now I have learned that when you love something you just have to let it go. Makes no sense but then again it makes complete sense, it's selflessness. I loved you too much to not see that you were using me and I love you too much to let you throw me away. I have to learn to let it all go now.

I have always had guys hitting on me but I loved one man. It was easy to ignore advances because I was always in love with you. I told you that in the past two years I wasn't happy all day every day but I was always happy. I felt that tomorrow will be the day the cycle ends. Silly right? because at the same time you were just using me, not wanting it to work. That got me no where. I will always love you but you have betrayed me in the worst way.

I have always been attractive. I have always been that gorgeous 'where is she from' girl. I have always been that "Asian looking" girl with "cat eyes." I am still that. I have never lost my self confident but your words were the only words that I have ever been sensitive to because yours were the only ones that mattered to me. I had become comfortable but it's something that was easily solved. Problem solved, *check mark!*

I am excited for you. I wish more than anything that I was there with you but I don't deserve anything good in life, I've come to that conclusion based on all that has happened to me my entire life. I was always hopelessly in love with you and now I accept that I am alone, I have been alone all along.

I know that Andrew has an interview in Baltimore I truly hope that he gets a job there because it would be nice to have familiar people close by. Cliff and Andrew would be AWESOME to have near when you need to hang out. I have done everything that I could, without your inputs, communication or effort, in taking care of you and us. Material things and money doesn't make or break us, they are creature comforts so you can't use that in your defense. I always say that in every relationship one always loves more than the other. It's still true. I have to pretend that we never happened. I am learning to be Chris.



I was writing another letter to CK and when his mom came home. She knocked on the attic door and walk up. She said, "what's up" and ask what i was doing. I quickly tissued my eyes dried before she got up the stair. I said, "oh nothing" with a nasally voice. She ask if I had a cold and I said, "no," which she then realized that I was crying. She sat next to me on the edge of the bed and hugged me. "I feel bad for you" she said "but I don't know what to do, I'm in a tight spot here" I told her that I understood.

"When I was your age I was married and divorces with a child. I know what your feeling." She was 26 when she had a divorce. She said that the difference was that she was strong emotionally and I was a soft person. I wanted to tell her that for a woman you leave with your dignity when you choose to leave a relationship but to be thrown out of one makes you feel so small. "You know that I love CK to death and I know how difficult he is" she said "my world revolves around him and I know that he is the center of your world too." She assured me that sometimes you just have to "do you." You have to be strong. I explained to her that he has always done thins to me, walk away from problems that he couldn't figure out or be bothered with. She said to take the time to focus on myself and keep myself occupied and find who Kera is. "Hopefully CK will come to his senses and come back."She had said before that sometimes you have to go far before you can come back home. "If you are the one and it is meant to be then you guys will cross again...if it's meant to be then you will be together again."

"I love CK to death but you should never wait for any man, go live your life, see what's out there for you, don't wait for CK...the best way to get back at him is to 'do you' and look hot...you don't want him to think that you only want him because you can't find anyone else." I cried as she talked. It did help. She said that CK is in an experimental stage, she talked about how he called her up and told her that he made his own dinner and how excited he was to be able to cook for himself. She said that when he was here last weekend he ate dinner and did the dishes, she was shock and he said "well I have to lean to do the dishes now." I liked that but it didn't have to happen at the price of our relationship.

"You guys were together for so long and you were committed so I know that it's hard but you have to be strong. You never want him to see that you're falling apart because that would just discourage him." I have to be strong, stay beautiful. The vest way to get back at him to be hot and strong so that he sees what he gave him and come crawling back. That was her message because CK is difficult and spoiled.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

An Email to Ck

I was just sitting in bed last night and your mom decided to come and talk. She explains how you are. She goes, "did't I warn you years ago that CK was selfish? He's an only child and he's always been this way...you should ask Eucal..." Yea I remember the warnings but it was a joke then but I see how true it is now. she tells me that you don't like dealing with anything or anyone that is work. The first class you dropped in NJIT was Philosophy Because you just didn't get the abstract aspect of it, if a tree falls in the forest does it make a sound...You couldn't get it, you were asking for the size of the tree, the distance and etc. She goes, "he's good with math and anything with steps and calculators but he doesn't do well with abstract.

She says you have always been harsh and blunt, that you don't know how to soften your words. She says that charities starts at home but that you never learned how to turn your switch off when you got home. When you were three years old a few of the neighborhood kids came by and you guys were playing with your toys, one of the few times that you share, that you suddenly had enough of the sharing, got up, took your toys and went in the house. The kids started crying loudly and your mom said that you were oblivious to why. She said that at the age of three you had already been selfish. Some people grow out of their childhood temperament but you haven't grown up at all.

She jokingly said that I should have learned to be like her, pick a fight with you before you had to chance to complain about something so that you'd forget about it by the time I'm done. "I hope he mellow as he gets older" she said. I hope so too. For your sake. You have always thrown people out and she reminded me about Roy, how you two were such good friends but there's no gray line with you, no middle ground. "It's CK's way or no way...that's the nature of CK." What's sad is that I have to see all of that now after I have loved you unconditionally for nine years. I loved you and it was natural to see the best in you, the same way that you are the best in your mom's heart. I accepted your "short comings."

Just two months ago she was telling me that when we get married I have to wear white, you were sitting in the dining room when she said it. Today she apologies for the "monster" she had created. I don't talk about you or what happen anymore but now and then your mom comes up and explains you to me and apologies because she knows you and she says she knows how spoiled and how selfish you are. She said that she wasn't the average mother, she was liberal and she taught you to stand firm, to have your own opinion. She said that she made sure you knew that she always had your back, that you will always have her to fall back on. That's why you are so confident, you have no inhibition because subconsciously you know that you can never fall because there's always her there to catch you. She told me of when you spun out the day we left Baltimore Aquarium, she freaked out but she said she couldn't be mad because she was the one that told you to tell her anything, no matter what you did she will always help you. It had created such confidence in you. She says it sucks that I don't have that. I was the fall back person but I never had anyone that I believe would catch me. I don't feel bad that I don't have it, I didn't have it to begin with to know any different but I envy you. I was thrown out of our home with nowhere to go to. It great that your parents are understanding but they are your parents. You're right, "too bad for me, sucks to be me," I "don't have that luxury" but to be completely homeless is a strange feeling.

You don't know how to consider what someone may be feeling. You say the harshest things and the meanest things and you don't care if it's hurtful. You mom just told me of when Roy came to visit, you said that his jacket was "ugly" and your mom goes "CK that is mean" and you replied, "what? it is ugly, what can I say." You are that same way with me, the difference is that we are together and there's more odds of that happening. It's not that I don't like your constructive criticisms but you criticize me all the time, big things, small things, my food, my cooking. Sometimes I know it's a joke but you do it so often that it always affects me. Then you get upset if I don't see one as a joke as oppose to another, and you get upset that I'm upset. That's why. You do it with your mom too but she's your mom, she can curse you out and then back to normal because she is your mother but I was you spouse, its different because I am not like your mother, I didn't raise you, I didn't grow up with you so I wouldn't react to what you say the same way she would.

She says that you are so set in your ways and the way she has raised you have made you blind to others, that if someone isn't like you then something was wrong with them. She told me about when you two were at Verizon how you disrespected and embarrassed the female employee there. She was so embarrassed that she just gave you a new phone. You didn't know it but you do that and if I tell you then you just simply tell me to get a helmet. You "don't know how to soften your words, don't know how to turn off that coarseness" with me. Your mom said that she did talk to you about it two weeks later. You think people should know what you know and be the same way that you are. You don't see that we are all different. You and I were raised differently but I was always a good person, I don't apologies for that because it had always made people like me. I am not as naive as you think, you see me one way at home and you assume that I am that way. I didn't survive this long by being naive. I chose to be good with you. There's a time place for everything. When you get home, its home.

It doesn't really help me to know all of this about you now. I have always know you were this way but to here it being explained just confirms to me that you are final. You will never grow up. Your mom and I hope that you do start to mellow and see that you have been wrong about the aspects of your life that you couldn't fit into a math equation. You chose to throw out people that you cared about because you are selfish. To hear that you have always been this way scares me because you are still the same person. You have not grown up one bit. You used me for nine years. How can you want something but allow it to fail because you were too selfish to deal with an effort. Your mom says, "when he doesn't want to deal with something he just leaves the room and go 'what you're still here?'" So true. You actually do that a lot. If you can't figure it out mathematically you just leave it. "I'm afraid that he will end up alone"

Your mom is awesome and I envy you. My parents doesn't know and will just embarrassed that their only daughter left them for a man only to be thrown out. Just as predicted. I never cared about what people though or said. I loved you that much and all I cared about was us.

I do hope that you grow up, we both hope so because if you throw everyone that matters out then you will end up with nothing but an empty apartment. I love you and I hate you. It's been one month and I have only been able to go two days without crying. I am done with it. I am tired. I am sick. I just can't accept. I try to pretend what's it's like to be you, how much fun it must be to be able to use someone that loves you without caring about them. Must be so liberating. Must be great to be able to use the excuse of "I am what I am" to break Kera's heart. I wonder how cold I'd have to be to do what you did to me. To watch me love you and let it failed because you couldn't find a calculator to figure me out. You have lied to me for so long that you don't know whats real anymore, omission is lying also. You have broken me so many times and I never leaned from it. I was stupid, I just kept on loving you like that annoying Engergizer bunny. I do hope that you grow up, see yourself from my point of view, see how much I love you and then feel how hurt I am. "He is harsh...blunt...he doesn't know how to soften his words" but will you ever see that that's what you do? Sometime you just have to look at yourself and analyze you. You have to be a certain way in the corporate wold but when you are home, it's home, it's security, it's love but you have never learned to see me as that, so much negative vibes because there's no mutual ground, no room for us to communicate and meet halfway. "It's CK's way or no way" your mom said. You are what you are but you don't have to be that way all the time, "home is where charity begins" you mom says that's what her mother always says. "You spoil him" she says to me now. I have. I let you walk all over me even after you said you wouldn't. You treat the person you love and strangers the same way. The only different is that we shared a life together. You disrespect me the same way you disrespect a dumb Verizon employee. You don't differentiate the two. I always use to excuse what you say and do wrong with the fact that I know your a single child. I brush a lot of things off because "Jamaican men are cold" your mom says. I brush things off because I know that I don't often mean what I say but at least I know that I am doing it but you don't.

It's easier to hate you now than to love you because feeling for you will only remind me that you used me, lied to me and threw me out. I remember when my uncle threw out his dog Lucky two years ago, he drove to Mercer park, let Lucky out and drove off, the dog followed for miles and finally gave up. I give up. I was that dog and I am done chasing you because you will never see the wrong in anything that you do because "thats the nature of Chris...he is selfish." You mom has explained a lot and I accept that 'it is what it is". You would say "deal with it" because it's easy for you to throw people out but you keep forgetting that I am a person, I sacrificed EVERYTHING, EVERYTHING and my family for us to be together and now I am homeless. My family doesn't know, only Billy knows. No one knows and I just have to go far away and erase my life from my memories because I'd rather have no memories than to remember that I loved you and you chose to throw me out, metaphorically, literally, in every way, I was thrown out of our home. Home is where the heart is and I have none of that.
I had the strangest dream. For the first time it wasn't sad like it's been for the past month. In it I was in Washington state and the Canadian territories above it. I was there working, temporary. There was a man name Lavin, strange name but in it he liked me, loved me, something like that. I was there for a few months and had gotten to know him. The strange things was that I never saw his face, it was like one of those mysterious movies where the person is only shown from the neck down but there was a mutual interest. In the end of the dream I was leaving and walking away from a restaurant where we had just, ate?, and he wrapped his arms around my waist and held up a ring in his right hand and ask me to marry him. It was a princess cute diamond ring with black diamond all around it. I don't remember answering him.

I woke up feeling better. I don't want to think about CK anymore. He doesn't love me and that's final.He says he hates everything about my culture, my people, everything outside of me that is part of my identity. I can't accept that. Nine years and he tells me he hates Asian people and can care less about Asian countries. Wow. Nine years he used me. If you don't love someone you were just using them. He used me for nine years.

I am in a dark place. I don't know if I have gone into a depressive state or if I am just sad. 15 pounds in just three weeks is a lot to lose and I don't know how to diagnose myself. CK's mom says that I should see a therapist/psychiatrist. I sit in the attic all day and I walk around the city all evening. I cry in between everything that I do. I try not to think but it's hard not to see his face after nine years together. I haven't yet learn how not to think of him. Everything reminds me of us. Everything.

I am in a dark place. CK's mom thinks so and it shows in my art works. I am extremely sad. I cry all day, various points in the days but all day. I have only been able to go through two days without crying since. I can't stand it. I don't know how to be. I can't do anything without my heart beating loudly in my chest. It has been breaking and I hear it. My chest has been hurting. Like the tightening pain of hiccups. I hear it loudly when I lay my head down.

I am hurting so bad and he is sleeping peacefully. He has always done this to me and I thought that he had change. The last time he broke my heart like this was five years ago. Who knew he was still the same person he always was. Will he ever grow up? Nine years his name and face are tattooed onto my heart. I can't just forget that we ever happened. I can't stop loving him even though I should.

Warned


CK's mom bought me a bag of bulk chocolate from Gertude Hawk. Yumm. Ate them all in one hour. We had dinner and talked about CK again.
She came up to the attic to see me before bed, see the photoshop arts that I did that kept me from coming down to dinner last night. Actually I didn't go down because I had been crying over my mom's miss calls, her wanting to talk to me and me nothing knowing what to do. CK's mom analyzed the art as me trying to find myself and there's dark parts of my life holding me back. She says that I am in a dark place but the suns is coming down. It always comes up. She says the only visible part of my fragile face. Everything is dark and the wings aren't angelic white, the color and weight of my life.
We started talking and it lead to talking about CK. She talked about how close they are and that he is fortunate and then we talked about how I had no one. CK has no inhibition because he has always had his mother to fall back on, it has given him confidence and he does what he wants knowing that she will not judge, that she will always support him. i don't have that. I have no one so i have always had to be cautious, always have to look out for myself. I have always been the fall back person for my brothers but I have no one. I don't pity myself but it's lonely. I told her because I was never close with my parents that I don't even know how to talk to them about the break up. If I've never shared anything with them before than I can't just spring out bad news on them.

She jokingly said, "didn't I warned you years ago that CK is extremely selfish? He is the only child" and she narrated numerous stories of when he was young and even at the age of three he was selfish. He refused to share his toys and when he did he's snatch it back when he decides it's enough. She said "I think I've created a monster" She teaches him to hold his ground, to have an opinion, and all the strong qualities but she said that he never learned to turn off the switch when he was suppose to. She wanted him to know that home was where charity begins and that he never realize that. The world is full of jerks and assholes but he didn't have to treat me that way when he got home. Teaching it and doing it to me were two different things. She said he never learned that. He is "arrogant" and "full of himself" She says that she knows how he is but hopes that he will grow up soon, that he will "mellow as he gets older." He doesn't like dealing with people and things that he doesn't understand. Like his best friend Roy who he decided to forget. He does that to people.

She told me that what doesn't kill me makes me stronger. I know that but it's not easy to sacrifice him for that. She said that he is tactile and there's no gray line, he doesn't like dealing with things that he can't easily figure out. He was always good in math and technical things but dropped his first class ever, Philosophy in college. There's no gray line with him. Life is a spreadsheet for him and there's no room for happiness because to get it you'd have to let loose and drop the computation. He is too much of a rock. It sucks that CK's mom is telling me all of this now. I've heard fragments of it before but never knew how true it was until now. "He is selfish" she says "it's his way or no way" and that's just the way he is. He doesn't know how to turn off his switch when he gets home. "If it's meant to be then he'll come around...you just have to go far so that you can come back." This will only happen if CK grows up. We are not even sure if he will because that's just the way he is, selfish. She says she'll try to bat some right into him, not to tell him what to do but tell him what is right and what is wrong. What he has done so far is wrong and he will end up lonely for the rest of his life is he doesn't grown up. He will never change but you don't have to change who you are, you just have to add to it.

No one can change CK. Good or bad, if he doesn't want to deal with something he checks out, leaves the room and ignores you. That's CK.

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Having to tell my mother

My mom called again today and she left a message. She said, "...I've been calling you, call me back. Have't heard from you and I'm concerned..." I had to call her back.

She ask how I was. and I started talking like normal but then just started crying. She spoke over my cry, "what's the matter, is something wrong." I told her yes. She ask if I had a fight with CK or something. I said yes, and told her that we broke up. I never said anything bad about CK. I don't want them to hate him. I told her her we agreed to take this time for me to focus on myself, my career and just take care of myself.

She said, "see I knew it. You guys waited to long to make a commitment and now it's too late." She said all the thing that a mother would. She was sad for me that I came out of it with nothing.

We talked for two hours and I basically told her that my worth isn't determined by a man because in our culture when a woman is thrown out she's a used up flower, no worth. I told her that I'm fortunate that I'm American because I have an education and I as worthy. I will keep moving forward. We talked about possible places I could look for jobs, talked about learning from what has happen and looking for someone different, someone that wants a commitment and family. "You're getting older" she said, referring to my eggs and I told her that that wasn't important to me. I lied. It was. I wanted CK's children. I wanted a marriage, not a wedding, but a good marriage but he threw me out.

I told my mom that I had no choice but to keep moving forward. That's life. I hate that I never talk to my parents and the few times that I do- I tell them about the engagement and now this.


What's worst about being thrown out is not having a home to go to. They can't even help me. My mom says that I am a person just floating, with no where to go and no where to go back to. I am just floating.

Monday, May 16, 2011

May 16 Email to Ck

I wanted to remind him of how much he had change and that it was all a lie. These were emails that we sent one another six years ago when were had broken up:

From: Kera
Subject: ---------------------------------------------------KERA-------------------------------------------------
To: "CK"
Date: Monday, June 20, 2005, 9:35 PM

Im sorry if I've been vulgar with you but I would rather you hate me than to tell me that u're not in love with me, its ok, i accept that but it still hurts so bad. i said b4 how in every relationship, one always loves more than the other and I know that u would admit that I am more heavy-hearted than u r. everytime that im with u, i always hav that thought in the back of my mind that tere's a chance we'll work out perfectly but right now, u don't love me so Im taking the time ro ease into that, accept the fact that the person that i've loved for almost 4 years doesn't want me. I honestly do want us to b friends just like last week but it hurts to much for me to forgive u or myself for what happened between us. Seeing u only make me wabt u more, let me try to accept u as a true friend in my head and my heart first b4 I come back around.

From: CK
Subject: Re: --------------------------------------------CK-------------------
To: Kera
Date: Tuesday, June 28, 2005, 5:20 PM

Hi this is just to let u how I feel about this whole thing, its ok if you don’t want to read it I completely understand. I am not even sure if u are going to get it, but this is just a way for me to except what u have decide to do.

Fist off I would like to say that I am proud of what u are trying to accomplish with your live, I know this is important to you, and I do support you hundred percent.

After living my life without you for the past few day, I cant help but to think about the last four years of my life and how did I end up loosing the best thing that every happen to me. I can’t believe that the saying “you never know a good think until it’s gone” could me so true. I do respect you for staying with me and now for not wanting to be with me.

I could have done so much more to make you happy and us a happier couple, not even difficult things, a few smalls’ things could have made so much difference, and I know that now.

The honest reason for why I didn’t do more is I never thought that I would lose you; I honestly didn’t think it was possible, but I was wrong, and now I know. You said in your email that you loved me more, that’s not true but it sure seem that way. It just seem that way because I didn’t feel the need to show u that I loved you because I believe that you would always be their, but now I know.

These past few day I have felt the pain of loosing you, but this pain doesn’t hurt has much has the pain that I have cause you over the years, and knowing how you I made you hurt is even more painful than loosing you. The hardest part of all this is know that I could have done better, and so much more to make us work, but again I know that now. It feels so easy to express my feeling to you now, I truthfully feel closer to you now that we are apart than I ever felt, is that funny. I feel has if I understand why you work that hard to make me happy, and I now feel some of the pain that I cause you.

This is not a letter to try and make you reconsider ,well that not completely true, but is it a letter to make you know that I know what I did wrong, and to from the bottom of my heart I am sorry for the pain that I have cause you, I could have done better.

I guess the theme of this letter is “ I know now” it took you being a strong confident woman that believe in herself and standing up for herself to make me understand what I had and lost.

I hope after tell you this it will help both of us, i know that this is your first steps in becoming a better person, and it taught me a very valuable lesson. So if our hearts should ever cross again I know is will do better. Please know that this was the right step for you to make.

I know you know this but I want to say it because I still and will always care, take care of yourself don’t forget who you are and at all times respect your self, I know that you are out to find fun and happiness, but sometimes these things come at a price, be respectfully and stay true to yourself.

Love always

CK


From: CK
Subject: CK_____________________________________________________________
To: Kera
Date: Tuesday, July 5, 2005, 11:59 PM

Hi

I just feel like writing today, i like expressing me feelings to you, I makes me feel has if I am carrying less stress, and there is someone else that is on me on this journey thru life.

I really hope that I am not just doing this because I miss being with you, but I will try my best to make this attempt for us to have a better, happier relationship.

I really don't have anything to say to you in this letter but I felt like writing. Well lets see, you keep asking me if I believe that we are meant to me, well, I do believe that ever thing happen for a reason. Not quite sure if that answer the question or not.

You and I have something special, not saying that its good or bad, but special, there are times that I cant breathe without you, and then there are times that I don't want to see you.

I think I would be happier to be miserable with you than one day to be without you. One of the things that I was thinking about last week is that we need more fun and happiness in our relationship. I am now open to trying new things with you whenever we get a chance. Yea I said it. We have a lot of potential, together, and I am not getting ahead of myself by saying this. This trying to communicate with each other for what like the ten is our last hope to be together; I am willing to give it all I got.

CK

P. S

We better have I lot of phone sex to satisfy my sex drive, no better yet it our sex drive. J

And remind me to ask you what's the obsession with the word exotic, and you better be willing to live up to that name that you have given your self


For the first time, first moment, since the breakup I actually forgot that I was hurting. I was laying in bed in the attic and stared at the ceiling and there was nothing in my thoughts. I did that for about 20 minutes and then I sat up and saw the big framed collage of Ck and I faced down in the book shelf. I started crying again. I don't know how to do this. I have tried and I can't stand it. nine years and I lost everything. I feel like I'd rather be dead. It would be so peaceful. No more pain.
My mother has been calling me and I have purposely ignored her calls. I don't know what to say. I was never close with my parents before but three days before the break up I had decided to share the news of CK and I wanting to be engaged by the end of the year. I have never opened up to them before but I chose to share that with them. I told them on Friday and CK broke up with me that Sunday.

I can't talk to anyone. I don't know what to say. I can't pretend that everything is good when it isn't. Then again I can just put up a defense and tell them the truth and that it's none of their business. Yell and scream so that they can't bother me with the topic. I don' t want to talk to anyone about it. It's so shameful to be a woman that was thrown out. As a woman you want to be the one to walk out of a relationship rather than be the one that's thrown out of it. let me leave with my dignity. He took everything from me.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

I hate that I miss him like crazy.

It's pouring so hard outside that I can't even hear my thought. The only thing that I sense is the hurt in me. Why does it still hurt so bad. Almost a month have past and it hasn't gotten any better. I want to go somewhere that I can scream and cry as loud as I can because I have been muffling all of my emotions in this attic. I am hurting so bad. Worst than I have ever hurt in the past. I can't stand it and I feel like dying. I don't want to feel anymore.
CK just left. I didn't start crying until he was down the stairs. I held it so long that my nose was running all day. I have been sitting in the attic all day looking for jobs. Mainly to avoid him. I don't understand why it still hurts so much. He still wear the gold necklace that I got him for his birthday years ago. He has worn it everyday since but it has lost it's meaning. It's just a necklace and no one knows the significant of it. I loved him for nine years and he tells me a textbook excuse. I will never accept what has happened and I will never forgive him. I will just have to deal with it because I have to.

No one understand. Not even Ck understands what has happened. He chose to let it fail because he was CK, he is selfish.

May15 Email to CK

You tried to give a textbook explanation of why you needed to throw me out. You know that it's a lie. you said, "...it didn't work out...we weren't where we wanted to be in life.." That's a lie because we never even communicated anything like that so what 'un-existing plans' were you referencing that statement to? You never brought up topics like that because you don't like to plan. You never make plans so how is it that out of nowhere you decided that you weren't where you wanted to be. We never had a agreement, never had a timeline of where we wanted to be at X and Y time. You want me to accept that it's all gone to shit now, I do. I accept that were have ended, and not because we broke up but because you threw me out. You threw me out not because the relationship didn't work, obviously it didn't because you wanted it to fail, you said so yourself, that you "never really wanted it to work." I agree that I needed to start my career and it was suppose to be my turn. I was with you from the beginning and throughout your career, it was my turn to do it for us. We agreed that it was my chance to contribute once we moved.

I see how cold you are now. You never gave a shit about me. I see that now. You sit there and you have absolutely nothing to say than to tell me that "it is what it is." Obviously because you have made it that way. You threw me out because you just didn't want it. Not because of the general reasons that you conveniently came up with but because you bailed out when it got hard. You have used me this entire time. I had nothing to gained from it but the possibility of us. I was willing to do anything but you never communicated with me. You never wanted to put in the work. You bailed out because you just didn't know what to do. I accept. You used me. Nine years and you used me.

I never thought that I would have to hear myself say it but you really don't care about me at all. You never did, it was all convenient to you. I was always the back up girl in case testing the water didn't work. You have always used me and it's true if you can say what you said to Arjun. I will never accept your apologies because you have never been apologetic about anything in your life. You screw people over to get by and you have screwed me over to get by the last nine years. It was easy to be with me because I was good. I was always faithful. I was kind and I was the only person that you said you could stand and get along with. You say that everyone gets on your nerves and that I am the only person that you can hang out with and have a good time with doing absolutely nothing with. That was then, before you you became arrogant and forgot that small things makes us happy. You worked hard so that we would have more time and money to enjoy those small things. But that was then, before you became arrogant. Now you are cold enough to tell me that I should blame myself because no one forced me to be in the relationship, that I was hurt because it was my choice. How do you say that? How much colder can you really be?

I hate you and I never thought that I would because I had loved you for so long. I was blind before but I see all the worst in you now. I loved you so much that I never saw it before. you wouldn't understand what that is like, when you love someone so much that you always see the best in them, all the good in them. You don't know what that is like and you never will because you love Chris and Chris is all that matters. You don't care that you have broken me in the process. You said that I never loved myself. I did love myself but I loved you more because you were working and doing everything for us. You use to always tell me that you love me and I always reply with "I love you more" or "I love you too much" and it is true. I did always say that in every relationship one always love more than the other and we see now how true that really is.

You had a saving that you said was for our future. That's why I dedicated so much of me to you but you never saw that. You saw yourself and that was all that you cared about. I was in the plan as long as it benefited you. You used me. You can say whatever you want to make yourself feel right but you used me, the same way you use women, I was just the easiest to use because I loved you and because I was always selfless. I was always good to you in every every way. The only problem was our communication. Everything would have been easily understood and solved if you had communicated from the start. You chose to watch it fail because you just wanted it to, the same way people neglect something that is too much work

I hate you and I know that you don't give a shit about me anymore. I don't know if you ever really did because you have never made me a priority. I hate you and everything that you have become. I hope that you will get all that you have coming. God is just and I pray that he will make you experience it for yourself. You will hurt ten folds more. I pray that you will see what it feels like to be used and broken. I pray that you will feel what I am going through and I hope that I will be there to see you fall apart. I will tell you to "deal with it." You are cold, heartless and you have made me just like you now. You have no conscience, no remorse. You are selfish and you deserve the same negativities in life. You deserve to be treated the way you treat me. Your success will only buy you material things but you will never know what it is like to love and be sincerely-truly loved. The only woman that you will ever have in your life will be your mother.

You can justify it any way that makes you feel better about yourself but you used me, there is no other way of putting it. If you don't love someone then you were using them the remainder of the time. Just because I loved you didn't make it right for you to use me. You could have been humane and broken up with me two years ago. I would have gone through the same things that I am now but at least without knowing that I was used. I would have been as heartbroken but you wouldn't have had the chance to use me like you have for the past two years. I would come out of the relationship thinking that it just didn't work despite all the good, rather than knowing that it fall apart because you wanted it to fall apart. You didn't have to hurt me like this. You didn't have to use me. If you didn't want it to work then you should have broken up with me two years ago. I would have been better off. Why wait until I have dedicated all of me to us, to our future, to the future that we started talking about. I agree that I had to get my career started but if you really did care then you would have allowed me to do that. How dare you talk to me about moving together and talking about jobs I could do and my careers only to snatch it away from me. That was just cold. You are just so cold. That must have been fun for you, like teasing a dog with a bone. God you're cold. You used me because you never dedicated the smallest effort into making it work, no communication because that was too much effort for you. So much time went by and you just stop considering communication because you had never done it previously. You started out with such a small effort that you just eventually stop but then the lack of communication began to affect us as the relationship grew and no one knew how to break the cycle. You caused it

We didn't work out because you didn't want it. No more lies. Yea it's easy for you to say "well it didn't work out [and] it is what it is" but what is is that you never wanted it to work. You wanted it to fail way before it did. You sat and you plotted. You're a monster. You caused this, subconsciously you just gave up and you never bothered to put in the effort. If we never really know how to communicate before, it didn't matter anymore once you decided to bail out two years ago. You caused this. You ruined me. You made it fail and I sat there waiting for a chance to contribute, waiting to move. We never communicated what was really wrong so neither one of us knew what the other was feeling and we both misunderstood the problem in the relationship. We had smaller problem than other couples but we never communicated so it just distant us for no good reason. You wanted us to fail and it did. Happy with yourself?

You never loved me, I accept. You used me, I accept. You don't give a shit about what happen to me now, I accept that too. What I can't understand is how you could have allowed it all to fall apart, how you just decide to let it fail, how you can just sit back and say "let's hope it does get better" as if it didn't matter. Like it didn't matter either way. How can you treat the relationship like it was shit? You take it so lightly and whatever happen happens. You never gave a shit about the relationship. You don't even see that you never actually put in the effort. Working and providing the income doesn't count in this equation, it's not the main thing that makes or break a relationship, it's just creature comfort. You have always chosen to apologize for all the times that you hurt me than to make efforts. Failed efforts would have been an accomplishment, I would have appreciated it but no, you watch it fail from the sideline. I was so blind that I didn't see it. We never communicated. So you are wrong, it failed not because we tried and it just didn't work. It failed because we never communicated and so much time went by that we just didn't know how to. You have always known that I had a hard time initiating a serious conversation, you know that because I use to write letters to you. We guessed everything and guessed wrong. It failed because we didn't make the effort to try and break the cycle. It failed because you bailed out. You bailed out on the "best person" for you because you just didn't want to put in the work. You stopped caring about the relationship and you stopped caring about me. Whenever you make up you mind, right or wrong you always just go with your decision one you've made it and you chose to ruin me just because it was easier than making an effort. I'm shit to you anyways so it was easy for you to just break me and watch me fall apart.

I will never forgive you and I will never accept you sorry ass apologies because you don't mean it. You have put yourself first for so long that you have never had to make anyone else your all. You don't know how to love someone. You used me because I loved you. I was thrown out like a piece of trash, nine years of my life bagged up and dropped off at a house that I don't even belong in. Nine years I loved you. Nine years I put you first and I have absolutely nothing to show for it. I was always so good. I never ask for anything because I wanted us to save for our future. When you offered to give me you diamond earring so that you buy another I said no. I wanted us to save. Why was I so selfless. I wanted everything for us. I stressed for us. Everything about me was for us and I was thrown out like trash. I will never be able to deal with it. I accept what has happen but I will never deal with it because it's not something that can be dealt with. Even if I move on and finds someone better this will always be an unfinished chapter for me. It's easy for you to get over it because I didn't matter to you, I was a piece of trash that you threw out and but I am a person, with a heart, with feelings and emotions. I am not something that you can just use and throw out. I loved you and you lied to me. You used me and you threw me out. I am a person. You say that you treat me good but all that you see is the material part of it. You were always negative, always criticizing. You never knew how to just let loose and enjoy things and you say that we can't have fun together. You have admitted that you don't know how to let loose with me. You are stiff and if I forced anything then you'd accuse me of trying to make you change. You just refuse to 'just be' with me when I was suppose to be the one person that you could 'hang' with and let loose with. You use to but then you became "arrogant". Having fun together doesn't mean you have to do something drastic and subjective like bungee jumping or swinging with the sharks, but you became "arrogant." You tipped your nose up to high that you didn't see my efforts. You decided that you no longer wanted happy, love and security but you wanted things that were labeled as "things that accomplished people should want to do and have."

You became "arrogant" and you chose to forget how much fun we had. Yea we were young then and what we had then made us happen at the time. It should have progressed and the degree of 'fun' should have grown along with us but we never had that chance. You say that it's not just the location, true, it a lot of things. It's the location, it's us never really communicating and neglecting to communicate now, and you refusing to let loose with the person that you, supposedly, loved. We had so much spare time that it made the lack of communication more obvious and the empty silent moments grew. I didn't know how to break the cycle. I wanted to so many times but I was more concerned with making you comfortable because I worried about you. It's easy for you to forget something once you have walked away from it but love isn't like that, it's not that simple. A person's heart doesn't work like that. You threw me out and you walked away. You have forgotten all about me and that's just how you are. Out of sigh and out of mind. You forget my name when I'm not there and now that you have officially thrown me out you will no longer remember that I existed. You will not remember that person that you lied to, used, and threw away like a common trash. You will forget that you ruined me. I am not a common person, I was always so good and I was always good to you because I loved you. You deserved all the good in this world and I was one of it. But you threw it all away. I was too good for you. You were too much of a monster that you would have destroyed me anyways. We are opposites. You use people and all that I do is care about them. You treat relationships lightly because it's not sacred to you. Our relationship meant everything to me because we had a life, we were planning a future and more importantly because I was with the person I love. You don't know what it's like to love someone completely, you have always had women and used women so you wouldn't see me as more than a play thing and I was no longer a convenient. I use to say that I was no better than all those women that you used and I am right. I see how right I was because you have made me just like them now, you used me just the way you used them and they had nothing to gain from you either. Did I walk out with anything to show? "No", I was thrown out with nothing but shame and a broken heart. We were moving into the next stage of life and that was an inconvenient for you because that would have meant more effort but since you never put in the efforts before you just decided to bail out. You said so, "it's too much work." Every excuses that you can find became reasons. If only we had communicated then you wouldn't have been able to use those excuses against us.

Your reasons are yours alone. They are not fair and isn't justified but it's what you want. You sleep easy at night because you are selfish and you only care about you. Throughout our nine years together you have always been selfish, always asking for time apart and I had always given it to you because we were young then. You have always broken my heart but I thought that you had grown up. How was it that you were so much more reasonable and so much more mature years ago. You have turned cold and selfish. I had to read through my old diaries to see that you have AWAYS bailed out when the relationship grew. it's a cycle with you:

September 26, 2002 "I touched his face and told him how much I missed him, he played with my hair, caressed my face and told me how much more beautiful I looked every time he sees me."

We started dating in February 1, 2002 In the third month you were the first to say "I love you", we were in your car by Griffith Electric where you always drop me off.

Oct. 12th, 2002 "We compromised and promised one another that we will always say how we feel about everything." You said, "This is part of a relationship, you're suppose to argue and fight then make up, that's how you get something across, it's part of a relationship."

October 2, 2002 You said "I realize that you've been letting me get away with everything." I told him that it was because I was a nice person. Then he said, 'I guess I can't do that anymore now that we've talked.' He took my hand and said, "no matter what I've done wrong to you, never let me go"

December 5, 2002 There was a blizzard outside and classes were canceled so we decided to go shopping. We walked past Victoria Secret and I dragged him in. He bought me lingerie and I wore it for him that day. He kept poking at my breast and telling me how beautiful they looked in the bra. He held me so close and he said that the reason why was because he couldn't believe that I am real. He said that seeing me in the lingerie is what all men dream about and he can't believe that he is living their fantasy.

Oct. 3, 2004. You said, "I don't want us to be apart" You had ask for space when you left for NJIT so that you could hang out and meet girls. You thanked me for giving you that space because you said that it made you realize that I was the one you wanted . Now I know that it was a lie because you were still sending sexual texts to girls and going on dates with them at the same time that we were back together.

November 4, 2004. He broke up with me over text. He said that it was because I had gained weight. He said that he had found his right girl but that she had changed, gained weight. He said that he just wanted the "the proportioned body"that I had when we met. He said that he was young and that it was important.

November 15, 2004 "He missed me so much that he drove to Trenton last Wednesday to see me . He said that he "can't live without me." I told him that he was just lonely and missed me because I was always there for him...I saw him at 6 p.m. Saturday because he had texted me telling me how much he needed me. He said that we'll always be together, we're only going through tough time so that we can have a better future with a better understanding of each other. There is always a new reason to why you needed time to think. You always need time to figure things out when it was just an excuse to not deal with things." He was always asking for time, space to think. It had always been that way with him. Always needing time. He always calls later to apologies , on November 24, 2004, he called to apologize for being a jerk and that he was that way because I was "too beautiful...too nice inside and out" that it was easy for him to walk over me. He wanted to stay friends but each time we spoke after that he would come up with new reasons why he needed to break my heart. He always talked about Karma, he said "I want to move onto someone else" and he did.

December 27, 2004 "He said that he needed to learn how to express himself...he wanted me to figure out on my own why our relationship didn't work out...I truly hope that he's not running away from our problems. I really hope he isn't that evil." He has always chosen to walk away rather than communicate." I was always the one left to figure out what happen and put myself back together.

January 26, 2005 "He told me that in the 10th grade he had a girlfriend that cheated on him...he became bitter and began using girls for sex...he was with eight girls before me." He is over it now and says that he was young then and doesn't feel that way anymore, we both know that but I wonder sometimes if that mentality is still subconsciously in him. He had forgotten all of the past but is he still that way? We had gotten back together that week. "he said that it's not me" that he just needed time to think. You were still using women. You were using me because I was the easiest.

June 1st, 2005, he said "do you know how hard it is to break up with someone that you want to spend your whole life with?" We had broken up again because you needed time AGAIN. You felt that the relationship was getting serious and you wanted to act your age.

June 14, 2005 "He said that the reason he hasn't put fourth much of an effort is because he's not sure if he want to work it out" At the same time he says that he never wants to lose me, he said, "[in a few] years or so you will be stunningly beautiful and accomplished and I'm afraid that I won't be able to get you back...He said that the thought of me being with another man makes him sick." The thought of you being with another breaks my heart but you never cared about how I'd feel.

July 6,7or 8, 2005 I was at the laundromat...he was suppose to be at work. I remember him saying that he hated that job, he drove a forklift at some mattress wharehouse. He was miserable and "was still hurting from the break up [in June]. The break up that you asked for. He called me up around 1 p.m. asking me where I was and what I was doing and the next thing I knew his car drove up next to mine in the parking lot. I didn't notice him until he walked over and tap on the passenger side window...he looked horrible, like he hadn't slept in days and unshaven. He tried to talk but was so emotional, crying and choking on his words. He told me how miserable he's been over the last month and about how much he feels that he's making a mistake...he tried to touch my hand once but I denied it. I tried to keep my head up and stay strong. I kept telling him that I couldn't." he kept pleading for me to take him back but how could I just do that when he keeps breaking up with me and always asking for time, time to think and figure things out. It's frustrating. "He left, walked to his car and sat there for 10 minutes while I sat in mine, shocked and cold, no emotion, no tears. He then came back but this time came over to the [driver] side, he opened the door crying and bend down, almost kneeling, he grab my hand, he ask me to give him another chance. I told him no and that he should move on because I wasn't ready and that I needed time to do my own thing, to find myself and to be without him." He texted me later that night. He said, "Marry me. I want you to be the first woman I ever ask to marry me." I knew that it wasn't a question but an exclamation that he loved me.

August 2005 I went over to his house after work to get my digital camera that he had borrowed. It was then that we spoke on a better head. "He ask me again to take him back and I said yes. Now we are back together. He's changed so much, a total 180...and he is continuing to prove himself to me, to prove that he truly needs me and that he's sure of it."

November 18, 2005 My 23rd birthday I had been upset thinking that he had forgotten. He comes home on Fridays from NJIT. I went to see him after work. We were laying in bed and he ask me to get batteries for the remote the drawer by the bed and in the drawer instead was a gift bag, my birthday gift! He had gotten me a 14 carat diamond ring. He called it "a promise ring."

December 1st, 2005 I asked him for time apart. This was the first time that he accused me of "bailing out" because he had tried to talk to me. After four years he was still hard as a rock, I wasn't able to get through to him and it was frustrating. Every time there was an issue he would use the excuse of incompatibility to ignore it. "Other than the fact that we can't seem to communicate, we are perfect." I was extremely upset over the way you act each time I try to talk about anything serious about 'us' you kept saying that you never make plans and you weren't able to tell me if I was in your long term plan but again, you don't make plans. You just like to use it as an excuse to throw me out. At the same time I was having problem with my parents and figuring out school and you were making it so hard on me. I dedicated so much of me to us, work and school and all you cared about was you and what was convenient to you. I have always known how to balance it all but you never learned how to make me a part of your plan for the right reasons.

December 6, 2005 "Chris called...just to talk...he agreed to give me the time that I needed. This break...will help built me into the person that I was suppose to be. He says he's scared of losing me but this is the only chance for us to grow individually."

January 13, 2006 "I broke up with Chris last week, told him that I wasn't in love with him, he cried and hugged onto me and begged me not to leave him alone like this, he said that he needed me. I was so hurt. I still loved him but I just couldn't stay. "I want to fall for him all over again because he is the man I want to end up with, married to and have a family with." I was angry that you were constantly bailing out on us. It was hard to keep taking you back and having you leave again. There were no security because Mr. Bennett needs time off again. Mr. Bennett doesn't like hard, he likes to walk away and come back pretending problems disappear on its own. I was dealing with so much and you were just so immature. So into "doing you" that you dismiss me each time I needed you. You rather chat with girls online than to give me a moment to talk. No communication when it wasn't a pleasant topic, you were busy "doing you" and you only had time for me when it was convenient for you.

January 22, 2006 "I haven't spoken to Chris much since the break up...last night I locked my keys in my car [at the laundromat at Roebling Market and I walked home to see if there was a spare key, nope] I had no choice but to call Chris [because he had AAA] He came to pick me up at my house. When we got to the laundromat the car was already fixed. I sat in his car and I just stared at him. I didn't know what to say. I asked if I could at least kiss his cheek, he put his face fourth for me to do so, [I kissed him] and got out of his car. When I started my engine I noticed that he parked his car next to mine and signaled me to come out...I walked over and he came out and hugged me. I knew he began to cry because his body shook. I told him not to do this so he turned...went into his car and drove off. What could I have done differently, he was always asking for time apart whenever the relationship went into it's next stage. It was frustrating because he is always in and out of it and I was always left stranded."

We had gotten back together a little after that and everything was fine. You even surprised me at Rutgers on Valentine's day with orchids and we were going out every weekend, to the movie, dinner or just walking around Philly. Everything was good, up until now. All of a sudden you ask for time off but this time you finally decided to throw me out. You had bailed out on me so many times that it came easy. You have never known how to communicate, never knew how to be a man, never accepted that relationships are often hard but it's worth working on because it matters. You have always bailed out. It took reading my old diaries to see that you have always done this to me and I have always taken you back. Now you threw me out for the last time because you have finally realize that you don't want to make the effort for the most important thing in our lives. You have always bailed out. I always loved you. I always believed in you, even after many times of breaking my heart I was always true to you. The last two years had been a downfall but you choose to pick those two years and use it against us, only because you can and you tell me to "deal with it" as "it is what it is."

When it's all and done and you actually look back and look at the entire relationship subjectively, what it comes down to is that we only had one problem, we lack communication. That was it, we lacked communication and everything that would have been solved and understood easily would have been accomplished with communications. But you already know that but you have always chosen not to because it wasn't as easy as your math problems. I was never good enough for you to actually accomplish something with. You have always chosen to use me as the fall back girl, you were always asking for a break instead of actually communicating to me. Communication was the answer to it all and you knew that then, but you chose not to do it from the beginning, you have always chosen to walk away each time we needed to talk it out. Sometimes all that we needed was to talk it out. We never learned how to talk because so much time had past without it. I did what I could, I made you comfortable because you weren't going to communicate with me, it was beneath you to want to talk it out with me. You have never done what wasn't easy in the relationship. You have always taken the easy way out, you have always chosen to break my heart rather then actually talking to me. NEVER. You have NEVER tried to make it work. You can't take back what you said, you can't take back the horrible things you have done to me behind my back. You have disrespected for the longest and you are proud of that. I was the stupid one that kept taking you back believing that you had changed but you never had, you are still that same spoiled manipulative kid that bails out each time. I was always too good for you because you were the only one that was bringing problems into the relationship and I was the one to pay for your mistakes. I was too good for you and you made sure that you broke me down, and then you threw me out.

One problem, lack of communication, and you chose to use me, you chose 'easy' each time and things just snowballed to a point where we just did't know how to break the cycle. You threw me out after all these years. You are selfish and only looking out for Chris and you don't give a shit what happens to me. You never have. I accept that and that's just the way you are. You used me and you bailed out when we should have started over. You had nothing to lose because I was the one that sacrificed everything in my life for us to happen. I lost everything, in all of this I even lost my family. I wasn't close with them before but now I don't make contact with them at all, I am just looking to go far and never have to explain it to anyone. I am better off dead because you have taken everything from me. I haven't even told my friends, they wouldn't know what to say or do. I don't want pity. You lied to me for nine years and you used me the entire time. "It is what it is." If you didn't love someone then you were just using them and you don't love me. You used me, otherwise you would have put in the effort to communicate all along. You chose to let us fail and you chose to watch me fall apart in front of you. You have no shame. No remorse, you don't even have a heart. I loved you for so long and this is the kind of person that you were the entire time? I pray that you get what you deserve because you had purposely chosen to destroy me. You purposely destroyed me when it was less efforts to communicate with me. I never thought that I would ever hate you but I didn't know that you were this type of person. I have learned to hate the one person that has destroyed everything good about me. I have to learn to hate the one person that I loved more than anything. I don't deserve to be treated like this. I was a good person and you threw me out like trash. I don't wish harm on you, it's not me but I do pray that God will be just and give you what you deserve. I do pray that you will always be successful but it won't buy you what you threw out. You will get it all back ten folds and you will deserve it because otherwise you will never know what it feels like to be me right now. You won't know unless it happens to you. God I remember thinking that "The Diary of a Mad Black Woman" was harsh, how was her husband so evil but you are him, but unlike the wife I have no family to go to. You will get what you deserve. I pray that you get it all back ten folds. You have taken everything from me, you've taken all of me. God is just. You will get what you deserve because you don't deserve me. If you are able to throw out the "best person" for you then you are capable of worst. You have always been selfish and I can't believe that I loved you this long.

You have broken me so bad that I can't help hating you. I am so fucken hurt that I can't even go a day without crying. You're never going to change. You will always be selfish like this and you refuse to love me on a mutual term. Everything has to be Chris' way or no way. I thought that we had compromised. It was your words, "we're suppose to compromises" yet you've never done it. You just refuse to love. You refuse to communicate when it comes easy to you. I see it all now. You used me. I am done with loving you. I am dead to you. I hate you and you have ruined my life. I wasn't convenient enough for you and your justification is some sorry ass textbook excuses that doesn't even apply to us. You have never made plans and all of a sudden you tell me that "things didn't turn out" according to your un-existing "plans. How do you do that? Just pull something out of your ass just because you didn't want to make an effort. You have never loved me the way that I loved you and that's just the way it is. I was used and I was thrown out. You lied to me for nine years. I took you back and you threw me out. You threw me out so that you can have your new life and forget that I exist. You threw a person away like a piece of trash. You just chose to conveniently forget everything. That's how selfish you are, you like 'easy.' I am worthless to you. After nine years you tell me that you don't even want to see my face. Am I that worthless to you? I am shit to you that you can't even face me. It hurts so much to hear you say that. I didn't cry at all last night when we talked until you said that. You really do know how to make me feel like a piece of trash, I am that worthless to you. You have rejected me in every way. After nine years you dread seeing my face as if I was the one that betrayed us. I might as well be dead because you have, in the end, treat me like shit. I accept that it has ended but I will never accept the fact that I loved you for nine years and you threw me out because you had to be selfish, you know your faults and you have never made an effort for us and you will never change. Nine years of lies and betrayal. Nine years you used me because you are always sorry but have never done anything to make it work. We have never communicated because you decided that it was work. I will never forgive you. I will never accept your sorry ass apologies. If anything ever happens to me I don't even want you at my funeral. Keep your karma to yourself. I hate you. You have already erased me out of your life when I am the stupid one that used your last name as all of my passwords. Can you imagine that. Am I not the dumbest whore ever? and the cheapest because I never ask for anything. Money can't buy what I wanted and gave you but you were just too blind to see that and too selfish to put in the effort.

You keep telling me to stop making up these extravagant stories about what happen but they are true. You keep giving me your textbook excuses but thats what you have chosen to part with just so that you can feel better about yourself. You did what you did for you, not because it didn't work, thats too obviously, it didn't work because you made it fail, you admitted that you didn't really wanted it to. You tell yourself that just so you don't have to accept the fact that you ruined another person's life and that you did so purposely. That's what happened and you just don't see it. I had my diaries to remind me of it. I didn't even remember writing half of it but I see that you had never tried but what you always did was apologies for everything that you do wrong but refusing to change it. Love isn't important to you. You want easy and convenient. You say that you owe me nothing but you owe me nine years of my life that you lied and stole from me. If you didn't love someone then you were just using them. Like you said to Arjun right? If you don't believe me, it's in your Gmail chat log. You said that "the only reason why I haven't sent Kera back to Trenton is because I haven't found someone else yet." You used me the entire time and I have to deal with that. It hurts to accept that what you said then was true. You used me because I loved you. You used my love, my affection, my body, my tenderness, my time. You used all of me and I have to deal with it. If you are able to say such horrible things about me behind my back then how did you expect me to trust that you wanted us. You never did. You were just using me.