It has come to my attention that my low-down, dirty-rotten, scumbag, cheater of an ex-boyfriend is having a pretty rough go.
Since we'd gotten together, roughly three years ago, I'd gotten him $1000.00 out of debt, and a few thousand out of the hole. I took him out of his parents house and away from the drugs and alcohol. He was completely self-sufficient and had a pretty decent job. And to top it all off, I'd helped him get into college.
Now, seven months after the break-up, he's over $20,000 in debt. Moving back in with his parents and he's balls deep in drugs and alcohol. He has no job and no prospects. He also dropped out of college and has no direction in life...
The sad thing is, I'm doing and feeling better than I ever did when I was with him.
He was the one that cheated and fucked everything up... but I still can't help but feel bad for the stupid twat. I guess that's what separates the good guys from the bad guys.
I guess the moral of the story is, cheaters never prosper... Well sometimes they do, but is it really worth the risk?
Since we'd gotten together, roughly three years ago, I'd gotten him $1000.00 out of debt, and a few thousand out of the hole. I took him out of his parents house and away from the drugs and alcohol. He was completely self-sufficient and had a pretty decent job. And to top it all off, I'd helped him get into college.
Now, seven months after the break-up, he's over $20,000 in debt. Moving back in with his parents and he's balls deep in drugs and alcohol. He has no job and no prospects. He also dropped out of college and has no direction in life...
The sad thing is, I'm doing and feeling better than I ever did when I was with him.
He was the one that cheated and fucked everything up... but I still can't help but feel bad for the stupid twat. I guess that's what separates the good guys from the bad guys.
I guess the moral of the story is, cheaters never prosper... Well sometimes they do, but is it really worth the risk?
