last night i had an intervention of sorts. i realized after getting yelled at and talked to by a bunch of friends that i need to take my life back.
i was totally minipulated for a long time. hell, i am still getting manipulated.
it really bothers me that 2 months ago i met a girl that i actually liked. the funny thing is that when my ex caught wind of this she showed up at my door. next thing i know we are having sex. i end up calling things off with the girl that i like. a girl who was honest, kind and supportive. two days after that the ex breaks things with me again.
this was a trend of sorts for a long time. for some reason she feels that whenever my friends see her out that i am supposed to be notfied. because of her i started seeing a therapist and i started taking medication.
its truly bizarre how happy i become after a few days of zero interaction. it really sucks how tragic i become after i get an email about how she suddenly is in love.
i am tony meda.
somewhere along the line i lost track of that. i hate making excuses, but i also hate that i have become a piece of shit asshole because one person has an amazing controlling nature on me.