Happy National No Pussy Day! Well, that's what I address Valentine's Day as.

Anyway, it's a day of love for people in relationships and nothing for single people, like myself. So I felt like a blog today about my worst relationship ever.

This was relationship #2 and it was one that was an on-and-off travesty for 3 years. You read that right, 3 years. The girl I was with at the time dumped me 2 weeks into the relationship, while I was laid up in the hospital following my chest surgery in 2008. What kind of girl does that? I don't know what I was thinking when I took her back a few weeks later.

Between then and 2010, I dumped her once or twice, she dumped me probably at least 5 times more than that for numerous reasons. By the time mid-2010 hit, she told me she needed a break from the relationship due to ongoing stress in her life and the need to ease up on things in her life. I was fine with it, I figured it would be fine after a little while.

7 months later, she and I were STILL on that break. During that 7 month break, I stayed single and waited for her, while she had at least 1 other boyfriend during that period of time. If she wanted that break as a way of saying "I don't love you anymore, I'm moving on", she should've said so instead of keeping me waiting like that. By the time early-February of 2011 hit, she suddenly wanted me back, literally an hour after I met the girl I'd date after her. So, the break finally ended and the relationship finally continued.

About 1 week later, it was over again. I looked on Facebook and I saw a status update saying that her relationship status was changed to Single, which sunk my heart like a stricken battleship. I instantly messaged her, demanding an explanation, and all she said was "You should forget about me..." No further explanation, I freaking went off on her for that. She didn't explain why she made that decision, so I fucking lit like a firework on her for that. She kept me waiting 7 months for her, we were back together for a week, and then she dumped me again.

If there's an off chance that she's reading this, there's one thing I want her to know. I HATE YOU for what you put me through for those 3 years. All you did was toy with my heart and hurt me more times than anybody else in the world. You screwed me up so badly, you can't even imagine how your antics have affected my life since then. I wish I never met you to begin with and I never want to hear from you ever again. I don't feel like listening to some BS apology from you, no explanation for why you left me after a week after I waited 7 months for you, or anything else.

Stay out of my damn life, thanks for nothing.