There was a girl I used to like (and a small side of me still likes her). She had a boyfriend, but made it clear she was interested.
Long story short, she strung me along for longer than my dumb ass should have accepted.
One day, she tells the truth. All she wanted the entire time was money.
I felt like a damn cuckold.
I felt worthless and humiliated.
I felt genuinely insulted I had lost to her boyfriend, who is half my size, and a deadbeat.
It's months later now, and I should be over it. Unfortunately our schedules coincide, so I see her (not talk with) on a regular basis. I am not a mean person, but I hold onto grudges worse than anyone I know. I hate her, yet a small side of me still cares - mostly for who I thought she was.
I don't want to hold onto this anger, it's like poison. Talking to her is out of the question.
How do I let it go?