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| My first week alone |
I really dont know where to begin. I am so sad inside and my heart is so broken tears stream down my face everytime I allow myself to think of what has happened to me.
This is not a feel sorry for blog, I just need an outlet to express myself since I am a shy person and really only speak when spoken to. So here goes....
Who am I - Im the guy you see on the street wearing a tie, working in a technical job, who gives you a rye smile as we pass each other on the street.
My heart is easily broken. Call it a weak heart, call me soft - whatever you want but I refuse to compromise my tender heart in order to become hard and unloving.
I have just finished reading my EX girlfreinds blog and bust into tears after translating the Chinese back to English. For nearly 5 year I struggled to provide her the best life here in NZ, in fact without me she would have gone back to China jobless and probably still would be today.
Becuase of my various management, technical, and business analysis experince, I understand how to bend things to get what you want. By personally training her and her freind in Test Analysis, showing her a one week long course she can do, profiling her attributes in a pro CV, and showing her the jobs to target - I got her work within 6 months. I followed that up by getting her residency approved by 'moldinhg' her application for her. Shit I even got her a B average in her last year of Uni by doing three of her papers (I never went to Uni myself) getting 2 B+'s and 1 B.
I got her her second job (also requiring a great deal on my part), which she now is at, Trademe.
After reading her entire blog, I don't even rate a mention. He first boss gets an entire blog entry. Me - nothing, not one mention except for her feelings of being torn. WTF
Shit I am a fool. When we first meet, I explained to her that I am a one man women and would not attach myself to anyone unless it was for life. When she wanted to break up all she could say was SORRY.
My heart is ripped in two and will not heal. I wish my last suicide was successful, but someone found me before the pills fully cut in. I really wish, even today that they didn't find me.
Im so sad and unhappy. Screwed again by another selfcentered person.
I pray that happiness finds me soon or here will be nothing left to find.
Anorther long night of tears....
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Posted by broken_man on 2009-07-02 06:42:34 | Rating: | Views: 92
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