Why am I in such a somber mood? Big's birthday is today. I know I'm doing the right thing by moving on with my life, but my heart can't help but feel hurt that I'm not a part of his life because he made the decision to push me away, and I should've made the choice long ago to do it. It doesn't matter who made the decision first, because it's apparent that we are not meant to be. My BFF says that we can control who we love. I told her I beg to differ because it's inevitable. What I think we can control is when we should no longer keep having someone that is poisonous in our life, and sucks the air dry out of us.
I read this blog today about the Mr. Big Phenomenon, and it was amazing because I felt like it described my feelings to the T. I could've written it myself basically.
"I consider myself a smart woman, but I do stupid things. I am completely aware that old habits die hard. I have already been an enabler and let the situation linger for a long time with Big. While he is happily exploring new realms and conquests, I half-heartedly continue dating. I know I shouldn’t sit around and wait for Big. I think I’m doing the right thing but I end up doing more harm than good, here I am meeting new men but in the back of my mind lingers Big." - A Girl Unlike Any Other {Gaby Tovar}I ran into one of his friends about two weeks ago, and he told me that when he asked Big what am I to him because it seemed like we had something going on, and all Big said was "Nah, we're nothing". His friend asked him if he's sure because it didn't look like that from her end. He just shook his head, indifferent. When I heard this, my heart sank, and I felt like everything Big had told me was a total complete lie. We were a lie.. we really are nothing. How is it that he's so good at painting a pretty picture that he likes me so much, that he loves being with me, that he wants to be in a relationship with me, one time he whispered he loved me.. he was drunk but I heard him and I never brought it up again because I didn't want him to tell me to disregard it. It was all a lie, a mirage, an illusion to keep me where he wanted me.
Screw all that! I don't want someone to tell me sweet things, I want them to show me how much they care. The next guy that comes along better bring it, and pursue me hard because I think they are all a joke, and I no longer will put myself out there. I am more mysterious, won't talk too much, let them do all the talking, and for me to just listen more.
A good friend of mine had the idea of making a nice pretty wrapped gift box with hearts decoration, and inside of it, a nice steamy pile of shit, and put it on Big's door. I laughed so hard when she told me this. She was serious about it too! That shows you how much my friends don't like him. Kinda like how Carrie's friends on SATC weren't always rooting for Big. She said the tag should say, "Happy birthday you piece of shit", hahaha! Classic.
Am I going to call him today and wish him happy birthday? HELLLLLL NO! You crazy? Since he made the choice to not have me in his life, he doesn't get to hear from me. It's funny because I know he'll contact me this weekend whining about how I didn't wish him a happy birthday. Boo freakin' hoo! You don't care about me, and I'm not about to start caring for you anymore. Good riddance!












































