My Side of the Story

   N.M. only took me off his IG once I posted the video of N.S. and I getting back together. He posted this long caption about how he was happy for me and was going to cherish the past four years, and everyone pitied him for it saying he's handling the breakup in a mature way. Then he went onto Twitter and began badmouthing me. Seeing what he was doing, I told him whatever anger he has needs to only be towards ME, and he is not to bring N.S. into any of this. If he ever brought up N.S.'s name, I was going to go after him. For almost seven months, my name was constantly coming out of his mouth, but even after this I hoped that he'd get through the pain.    I was happy to know he was finally  doing things I was trying to get him to do when we were together. It was sad that he along with many many others decided to burn their bridges with me especially because I had promised myself long ago that if N.S. ever got together again, I'd have his friends waiting there ...

   N.M. only started trying when I stopped going out of my way to make things work, and by then it was too late. While I was making something of myself, I attempted to help him grow with me, but he refused. He would consistently say he’d get a job only after college, then complain I was too busy with work and didn’t have enough time for him. After four full years of no respect for me, my family, my body, or my well-being, I knew I had carried it out long enough. If I wasn’t too scared to leave before, we would have only lasted less than a month. I was done being trapped and unhappy in a relationship I never wanted in the first place. I despised N.M. for YEARS because he manipulated and controlled every single second of my life. By May 2017, I told myself I was done with him...with the relationship. I needed to get out.   Two days after our four year anniversary, I had a Summer Fun Orientation to attend at Waipahu District Park. I was with my coworkers waiting for the do...

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Kenny, I'm not sure if you're reading this or not, but it's okay because this blog wasn't meant for you, but you did play a huge role in why I am the way I am, so thank you! I'll never understand why you hated me so much, and I could care less because your opinions have never mattered to me. In the end, I'm always going to be the one who sees the best in people despite their attitudes towards me. While I was working on myself, I hoped you changed throughout the past 3 years, but a little bird told me you're still starting trouble whenever you can. I'm afraid you're too far down in your own world that you'll never be able to see your mistakes. Even when you get your ass handed to you, you'll still never be able to see something from someone else's point of view. Maybe you should take your own advice about "checking yourself and attitude, and you gotta wonder why you have so much beef with everyone." Clearly you didn't get th...

   After high school, N.M. and I isolated ourselves. He convinced me that there was no point in hanging out/talking to the people I was friends with in school because they were all fake. N.M. even confessed to hating every single person he and I were ever friends with. (Yeah all you guys who thought you were friends with N.M., he talked shit about all of you.) Keeping to myself, I spent majority of my time hanging out with my baby sister. N.M. was never interactive with her, instead he complained about her presence while she was there saying things like “Does she have to be here? I mean, you don’t see me bringing my younger brother,” but he knew that my baby sister comes first before anyone else, and I guess he didn’t like that.    One instance I can still remember to this day was when N.M. and I picked my baby sister up from school. His younger brother was in the car as well, but when I got D.G., she was complaining that she was really hungry because she didn’t li...

     From the moment N.M. and I got together, I never wanted to put my heart into it mainly because he was my ex’s (N.S.) friend and it felt weird to do anything at all with him. I spent the first six months of our relationship trying to avoid N.M. I didn’t even want to be seen with him because I felt like we were never on the same level. Around this time, many of our friends (specifically R.E.), began telling N.M. that we shouldn’t be together because he’s just another guy on my list. Even his cousin, K.Q. (don’t worry homie, your part is coming up reaaal soon) suspiciously began attaching himself to me even so far as to call me his “cousin-in-law.” N.M. warned me to beware of K.Q. because he tends to cause trouble, but because I always see the good in people, I ignored his warning. For those of you who know where I’m going with this, this was obviously a mistake. 💁   Whenever I thought about N.M., I wished it was N.S. I honestly didn’t even ...