It’s very upsetting to me that you think I’m horrible. I don’t see how I was wrong for deciding it was for the best. You weren’t ok with me being polyamorous. Not one bit. You lied to me about having plans that week and them being canceled. And when I set boundaries you always overstepped them without a care for how I felt about it. I’m hurt. I’m sorry you are hurt, but I don’t believe I hurt you. You got hurt by the situation. Not me. But you hurt me. Every time I asked for you to give me space or anything and you neglected my feelings. You’re mad that I respected my boundaries by blocking you. So you say I used you to get a reaction out of me. It still hurts. I’m hurting. So much and no one actually knows. I don’t show it. I just say my mood dropped and go to bed. Lol.