11:07 pm. An Unsigned Letter
Context: Some time ago, I suffered a serious disappointment, from a person whom I loved, and even considered an inspiration. I still feel sad about it, so I decided to write this letter to start my healing process.
I couldn’t believe you looked at me with such contempt. In truth, I loved you, but you broke me in two by treating me that way. I can’t believe it’s not classism that motivated you to hurt me, because in front of your friends, who come from private universities, you seem like a completely different person. I marvel at how vulgar you were to me, and how sweet and polite you are to those you think are worthy of you.
It became very clear to me that you just wanted to use me as an ego-boosting toy, and then dump me. Your friends made me realize that you would be embarrassed to go out with me, even if we went to the park. Why?
They say that there is nothing worse than a fool who thinks he is right and is sure of it. All the insults you said to me had no reason to be. They lied to you a thousand times, but it was easier for you to insult than to accept that this guy deceived you, and you believed him in a foolish way.
No, I’m not going to look for you. Much less will I say that I love you. You thought that I had no dignity, but you were wrong. I am stronger than you will ever be. I hope my wounds heal soon, and I can move on without rancor toward you and your friends.
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