So it was 2002.A time in my life which was hard already, dealing with 9/11, seeing my friends die, and seeing a plane going into Tower 2....
A time when dial up was the only way to communicate.. 144 baud....
Im sure we remember this...
So here we go....
Dear Kim:
I know you never will read this, and to be honest, I honestly dont care. I met you in January 20, 2002. I was finishing my winter semester of college, and starting my spring term. Little did I know this was going to be my demise of my life. I met you in yahoo chat.
You told me your name was Jennifer. You also said you were a nurse, And you were in the Coast Guard Auxiliary.And you also had money, and your father was a Doctor. Little did I know this was a lie.
So it was February my classes were in full swing. And my father was in the hospital, dying from a medical mix-up. His bladder was nicked. He was on dialysis, and the doctor in his bright ideas was to operate him, at 3:00am...But I digress.. I was going to school for 8 hours. and then rushing back home to take my mom for another 8 hours to see my father in a coma in the damn hospital bed. But I digress. You said you were in town for Valentines Day. So as Im taking my midterm, you told me your in midtown at a hotel room. Lucky for me I had one class and I was able to skip the other classes.
They are at least 20 hotels in a square mile radius. I went to every hotel carrying 24 dozen long stem roses. Every hotel I went to which you werent at, I gave a stranger a long stem red rose.As time went on, classes were kicking my butt with my father getting sick worse, and your lies were bringing me down too. Flash forward to June. I was working full time and going to school.No time to breathe. End of Sept comes, my father gets sicker (from not being in the hospital) and subsequently dying in October from ESRD, and your still playing your little game. Flash forward to Thanksgiving, you come over to see me. You wanted me to ask your Grandfather for your hand in marriage. This I knew was a red flag to me but then again you were living with a former WWI Solider and your grandmother who was an old NYU Teacher.
Moving on to 2002..
But wait. YOUR NAME WAS KIM.. NOT JENNIFER.. YOU WERE NOT A NURSE. YOUR FATHER wasn't LOADED. YOU WERE NOT A NURSE but a TECH! if EVEN! (STRIKE 1)
I asked you to marry me. You said yes. We were trying to make things work but your Grandparents were antsy, Especially your Grandfather. This was the time I joined the dept. Which was a mistake on my part. I should not of chosen my tour of duty out here. I had a wannabe Forrest Gump Type, and another Ron Jeremy wannabe giving me static.
So we are now at 2004. Your Grandparents are giving me problems.I am still finishing my degree and your Grandparents are giving me problems. Mind you I wanted to get my life in order. So I fly down, with a 104 fever and a stomach ache to "Meet the Grandparents" and Parent....
So I fly down.. And when Im at the hotel sick. You did not stay with me. When I came to see you. What do I get from your Grandfather "I want a note from your physician that you are physically able to do things"
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So I get a warning, from a WW I solider, ORDERING ME to get him a letter (Strike 2). Strike 3 came when you walked out of your bedroom in a wedding gown and having a STAGED WEDDING. (STRIKE 3). It was a Sunday. Your Grandmother wanted me to stick around until Monday. I needed to go back home, but I took the Redeye to be back home Sunday Afternoon and I went to work as soon as I got home with the Dept.
From 2004, the relationship deteriorated. You went from becoming a Nursing assistant, to becoming a Teacher, and when your folks finally passed.. to a Massage Therapist. And telling me, AGAIN, you are here, when you werent. Correction, you were. While I was on duty, never telling me you were in town AT THE LAST MIN. 2010 I got sick of your lies and I wanted my ring back. I had to fight but I had to manually send you a subpoena saying I will take you to small claims court. You send me the ring back. Time and Time again you would ghost me.
March of 2020 you ghosted me to the point where you took the only person who really loved me, away from me. At the worst point in my life. The day my fiancee had her mom was being cremated.
Not only you ruined my life then, you still ruining my life.. 10 years later. You never were satisfied ghosting me but you still like me miserable, When you claim you are engaged to someone. Here is a pro tip.. You sent me a pic of the ring I gave you. Not the one you got from him. So please try again with your lies.
Things don't change, things never will change. You need to be honest, I know your stilling lying and scheming. I never want to be part of that.
You ruined my life. I was hoping after 2020 Id be rid of you.Its going to be 2021 in 4 months. Im in a different place in my life. Im trying for law school again, I lost the only good thing that happened to me during Covid. Something to hold onto at night. Now there's nothing to hold onto.
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Dear GaG Family:
I am sorry. Thats all I can say, please dont be mad at me. My birthday is in 4 months. And I feel I've been kicked in the head. This is not me. Im very quiet and reserved about my personal life.But I look at it this much, as in my last post, we dont know when or what is going to happen to us. So I figured, some of you who know me, Id let you into my own hell to see why I am the way I am. A tortured soul. But Im still here.. Please dont judge me.
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