I think the worst part of breaking up with someone you invested so much into and loved more than anyone else ever before is the hate you develop for them. Hating them for not choosing you, not respecting you, lying to you, hurting you. They knew exactly what they were doing and they make you the bad guy in all of it. Like wtf?
I get sick thoughts. Reminds me of when I was a teenager. Wanting them to suffer in any way imaginable. Except its a little more personal and planned out better. Like wrecking their car or breaking windows or something.
But why would I want to do that? I love this person, right? I want what's best for them? Always and forever? Where did those notions I promised go? Why do we deem it ok to hurt someone back? Would anyone else do the same or am I just being an asshole for having these thoughts?