My bf is there and ordered food, so he couldn’t leave.
Meanwhile, the person talking shit about me is my ex, the one who inspired me to drink heavily and take sleeping pills so I wouldn’t be awake with my thoughts, the same guy that caused so much pain into me I hurt myself physically…and now I’m getting referred to a psychiatrist cause my anxiety has grown.
So thank you douchebag. Your whole life and career is you making fun of people, that’s not a life I want to live or be associated with. I’m glad you’re moving 10 hours away so I don’t have to deal with this high school bullshit anymore.
It’s not the end of what I’ll have to deal with, apparently people in the media in town were there and laughing along at my expense. I just need to be the better person.