No, I’m not writing this to complain about how you ruined my life or shattered all of my dreams. I once thought you did those things, but looking back now, I realize the exact opposite is true. That’s why I’m here to say thank you.
Let me start by thanking you for treating me poorly. Although I know I didn’t deserve that kind of treatment, it taught me to respect myself and hold higher standards when it came to choosing a companion.
You showed me the importance of looking for someone who cared for me enough to work hard, lend a helping hand to those in need, speak with kindness and even do those things you considered “outdated” and “uncool”.
I can’t help but think of how you bailed on me. I remember the sting of not being a priority in your life. I remember holding back the tears when you called to back out, and I certainly remember letting them flow as we last talked and it was a call full excuses and broken promises. From the bottom of my heart, I want to thank you for those times, too.
You may be wondering how I can truly be grateful for these things, as rotten as they were. I mostly appreciate them for reminding me of how blessed I am to have people who love me completely and fully. And I am not really waiting for a man to validate my existence.
Some people go through hell and back and they never let go. And honestly, I don't want to ever settle for less than that. I don't want to ever settle for someone like you again. Someone who can't love wholly.
I don’t know where you are today or what your life may look like, but I hope these past experiences have taught you a thing or two as well. My prayer and greatest hope for you is that you may one day learn the importance and value of being a gentleman, living a life rooted in kindness and considering others as a priority above yourself. I don’t hate you, because I believe in karma, and I am sure it will serve everyone justice.