Basically, i had a girlfriend in the past. A long relationship where i was friends with the girl for 15 years and we were a couple for a few years. Long story short, my best mate was sleeping with her when i was seriously ill and laughing at my illness behind my back, publicly on facebook. I could not believe it and I ran away from everything. I ended up ding well with my life and I graduated with a good degree and am earning more money than them both. Problem is I also became utterly cynical with how i behaved with women and to be honest these days i am a dick and a bit of a soulless idiot if i am being honest. I have never had a relationship since, I am 22 now and it happened when I was 18. It has all been casual sex since and generally self destructive pursuits such as sky-diving where i just want to feel alive again instead of this person who is dead in the soul.
I ended up getting my revenge on the guy i used to call my best friend. And he also ended up getting ditched for an investment banker by his new girlfriend. So, he has suffered a lot too because he is not doing too well financially these days. And he hated me ignoring him for all of those years and then screwing him over.
I just always think "What if?" , i could have been way less ****ed up and not take it out on the people i met afterwards. But i couldn't, i was just in so much turmoil in my own mind thinking that revenge and using others would help me feel better. It hasn't. I just feel like my ex girlfriend and the guy who was my best mate really killed me as a person. They even had the nerve to show up to my sickbed where i didn't know whether i was going to die or not and act like they were concerned. I still cannot believe it at times.
I just changed a lot, when i was 16-17 I was this nice and loyal person who was always regarded as a bit of a soft touch. I had no respect. It is just sad that to get any type of respect for me i had to turn out so twisted you know, i have done some ****ed up (but legal) things. I remember seeing one of my former best mates mates in the gym and basically squaring up to him and telling him I said "Hi" to my former friend. It's just that bone headed aggression that was always in my mind that just really came out. You know, i just wish i did not grow a backbone through such a **** stretch of events.
What doesn't kill us makes us stronger. And crazier.