How I responded to my cheating ex.

You know, I decided that the minute you broke my trust is be done with you. Think about it.

You cheat on me. In front of me. You don't tell me about it till your guy puts you down, the day you were supposed to fuck him. You tell me that night, that you're done. This is 2 months ago from today.

Over the next few days, I try to coax out who it was, and lo and behold, it was the guy I suspected all along. The pain I felt. The betrayal. I even had picture proof! You told all your friends about it too! They even wanted to help you "give him the goods". Ha, I even asked you if you were cheating on me, which, btw, you and your lover laughed off over screenshots.

But no, your desire of him didn't stop there, you had phone sex with him, minutes after I called you, and told you how hard I'm working on my life. Told me he made you cum, (even if he didn't, did you tell me that to hurt me? Wow.)
I realised that I'm competing with this guy now. And that amplified my insecurities. 10 fold. Because I thought why am I not good enough for her?

Then, when you realised the guy you chose was too much of a coward to break up with his girlfriend, you realised the reason why you wanted to break up with me.

I have my flaws, yes. I control, and I manipulate. But do I do it to your peril? Nope, never do it to hurt you. I try to get what I want from you, because it's so stressful and you just don't understand my needs.

So you go ahead and blame me for your state of mind. And make me feel absolutely terrible. I blame myself for all our problems, and promise myself I'd get better. I realise if you'd give me a chance I'd make something of this.

No, you had something else in mind. You had your self defense classes, and told me that you wouldn't bother texting me, and you knew I'd try to get back with you, so I should stop, otherwise you'd block me. Oh, the pain I felt, my mind exploded because I didn't imagine you to be capable of this, capable of ripping me out like this. I went through some of the most mentally unstable times of my life, while you texted him pictures (voluntarily) of your martial arts class. While you thought there's still a chance.

I finally got to you, but it wasn't love that you had to give me, it was 2.5 hours of pure humiliation (on top of what you did) that I got from you, telling me that I was the dog you kicked. Telling me that our go out in a week to fuck someone else, stay with the guy you cheated on me with.

I put up with that. Thinking tomorrow will be a better day.

But no. You blocked me.

This is when I made up my mind. I had gone through enough humiliation.
I emailed your parents (added the part of you cheating because I was fucking furious) and blocked everything. I applied myself to my work, scored a job in the art capital of Europe, and did my work.

There's a lot more, tell me if you want to read the rest. Also tell me what you think in the comments.