The history of the life business woman, or thanks, that threw me

Thank you for what you threw me. Whether I was with you? Almost mad? Very thin and overly nervous? No, now I am calm balanced woman. For me, no one shouts, no one has criticized my every action, I am mistress of my life. No one calls me "stupid", even if I am doing stupid. What I want, then I do.

You blamed me infirmity? I now believe in the "iron" woman. Difficult to move to pity me. Remember, as I have spared no you? For the cut finger, for an unpleasant conversation with my father? Now I have to such things do not just not pay attention. I am now hard at all to touch. When I was someone trying to humiliate, tears no longer pour, I do not lose, always thought stuff in return. And how you tried to impress upon me that I am nothingness, and never anything in life is not achieved? I run a large company with multi-trafficking. I now earn in a month than you are for six months. Who are all the same of us flabby loser?

Thank you that you threw me, because now no one wakes me in the night, so I ran over a glass of water, my purchases are not discussed, even if I buy a toothbrush, inlaid amber. Remember how you drive me to a bakery for 3 times, because I bought not the roll, which would you like? Now I understand what you want to see how many I am fed. I do not care for the roll, but you already knew that you do so.

Do you think that I do not live without you? And those conversations that I do not need? Even you? I live, I have a great husband, he loves me, he does not need every day to prepare something for the sophisticated dinner, on the contrary, he was genuinely surprised when I prepare some delicacy. Both men turned around a lot, with very different.

You demanded that I ostrigla their beautiful long hair to overdye blonde, then a brunette again. Why is it you want? You just liked to torment me or do you think that a change in my appearance would make any novelty in our relationship? I will not forgive you your hair trimmed, who raise a child. Oh, how it is useful to me!

Thank you, that you threw me, and none now, I do not trembling nerves. And remember, as I have experienced? You humiliated me on each occasion. You are trying to establish themselves at the expense of me? Of course, I understand that you love too much, I fully rasstvorilas you, and I now think, you become boring. Because of this sad experience, I now always control their emotions, I do not like men more than they told me. I now prefer to settle themselves to love.

Hopefully, you now have to tell that you are just from a prostitute, and what do you do with it, all the details. I beregut what is the highest power, because there is nothing more terrible than to hear such words from the beloved man. And there is nothing repulsive than wash then your belongings. And even in the situation I was very humiliated that for selling out to love, you do not hesitate to take me honestly earned money.

Thank you that you left me and left me with a child in her arms. I understand how I could be hard if you do not protect. I became scared when I think about how would I have to seriously raise a child.

Thank you, that you threw me. I am often reminded of the nightmare of trying to stop you. How to make a call, to humiliate, writing letters, trying to lure. Then, crying in the bathroom with the water-activated, so that no one else saw, as I cry. I now do not try to make emotional behavior. I was deliriously sick when you are at 2 o'clock in the morning became a roar at me from the fact that the refrigerator was too little beer. When I realized that you I was on the verge of shock, I ran into the street. Throughout the night wandering through the park, because I was not in the pockets of money to get to his house.

When I wrote all this, then horrified, really, I lived with this monster? No, but I thought you the best in the world. You say that I'm all to blame. Maybe I loved you too, that while soberly assess reality. If to you I have been a beautiful man, everything could be different. Or not ... I believe in destiny. Why in the great capital of our homeland, I always meet you at the most unexpected places? Are you looking for meetings with me? Can you follow me? And why did you call me and offers to meet? What are you waiting for from this meeting? It has been almost 6 years and I have a totally different person. The last time you reminded me that you have a birthday soon. There is the idea I need to call to congratulate you, if only because of the fact that you never forget to congratulate me. Or not?