Brad, someone who I had considered a friend for a long time, and someone who had seen me through this past year had changed into someone that I no longer recognized. We used to talk every morning, him being 9 hours ahead of me, I would talk to him on BBM while I made my way to work. We used to write on RPGs together too and had a great time.
After my husband and I broke up he was still there for me listening...but when I said that I didn't want to be with him things slowly started to change. When I went to Quebec things really began to change.
I don't think he liked the fact that I was doing things for myself, I wasn't relying on my ex or on anyone else. I was doing things for ME, I was keeping myself busy, enjoying my five weeks in Quebec.
Suddenly I didn't have time for him and he took it very personally. He would make fun of my french background when I am proud of it. There was a rule between us, if there was a topic that we didn't want to talk about or that we weren't allowed to tease each other about it was off limits. I followed this rule but he didn't seem to understand it. He would continue to push my buttons.
He didn't like any of my other friends and would fight with them on my Facebook page, he would tell me that I needed better looking friends, that I needed skinnier friends.
Brad would tell me that he missed the old Manda. I replied with the meek, quiet one that never stood up for herself? He would tell me to be less dramatic but I knew that he wanted the meek and quiet Manda back. We would argue about this...I missed the nice Brad who didn't belittle me or made me cry on the bus.
Every time he would contact me over BBM I would tense, wondering what we would argue about this time.
He is nine hours ahead of me...so when he is ending his day I am beginning mine. When I was busy running errands, at work, doing chores, he took it as I was blowing him off. I tried explaining to him that that wasn't the case...he never believed me.
Saturday this past week I was out on my own, eating lunch and reading my book while I was downtown. I was really into my book and when I said that I would talk to him later because I wanted to read he didn't listen. I said that I met up with a friend. I hadn't lied to him before.
Sunday morning he asked me if I had really met up a friend. I got defensive with him. I technically had met up with a friend...but it was earlier in the day. He said that he hadn't trusted me for a long time. I told him that I had to go finish cleaning the kitchen so I could go out. He didn't believe me, I didn't want to get into a fight with him. I sarcastically asked if he wanted a pic of me cleaning the kitchen to prove that I was doing the dishes. He said yes.
With that I decided that this was no longer worth my time and energy. I told my mom what had happened and showed her the texts. I told her that I had already gone through this with my ex and I didn't want to do it anymore. My friend Angel said "Finally!" He had been trying to tell me that Brad was treating me like my ex but I wouldn't listen.
Brad sent me a message today that read "You removed me on BBM and Facebook?? Just like that?? WOW. I guess I was right all along. One big Fuck you Brad. So thanks, whatever. So much for my friendship huh."
He doesn't get it at all!! He doesn't understand why I did it when I explained it to him almost every time we spoke.
There is part of me that feels bad, my friend Andy says it's because I have a big heart. Another part of me wants to scream and throw a fit but what would that solve but giving Brad more power?
Time for a cup of tea, some Lady Ashton and bed. I feel better now that I have gotten this off my chest. It is still a sad post. :(
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