Today, November 29, 2020, this will be the last time that I’ll write about you.Dear Ex:I never wrote something like this knowing that it’s been almost a year since we broke up. I broke up with you. I'll tell you why I made the right choice to do so.For the past months I’ve been doing a lot. More than you do. I graduated high school, got my first job as a sales representative, and now enrolled in college about to finish my semester in a few days. I’m also getting my certificate as a Digital Marketing Specialist. I spent quite a lot of money this year. Money that you don’t have. The world is pretty depressing right now especially with this pandemic situation but I always get back on my feet and do something productive. I even started meditating, it’s very relaxing. Now, the reason why I regret dating you but also grateful for knowing you is because you taught me not just about how toxic our relationship was but I also learned a lot about myself. About my weaknesses and strengths. After our break up, I’ll admit that I did cry at some nights but soon after a few months I stop crying, stop caring because I started realizing. I started to realize how you weren’t the one for me. You don’t take ownership for you life. You take people for granted. You don’t have goals in your life, and you never told me about your goals throughout our 9 month “relationship”. I wouldn’t even call it a relationship. You don’t have any respect towards me nor for yourself. There’s no way I would want to even make 1 year with a person like you. You barley took me out on dates, and you never show me off as you’re loyal girlfriend on any of your social media accounts. It was just sex. That’s the only thing you craved for. Sex. You took my innocence away from me and for that you should be in jail. You didn’t ask for consent! How could you? To this day I don’t know why I chose to be with you but I realized how many women over fantasize their relationships thinking their partner is a prince while on the other hand they are nothing but a piece of untouchable trash. You contacted me on June and August too (I believe). However, after August I completely erased you. I don’t care how much of your life is miserable right since our “break up”. Your life has been miserable from the start since your father abandoned you. You got back into drugs and now you’re addicted to it. You’re hanging out with your trashy “friends” too. I know you still think about me, but I don’t care anymore. It’s your life, and your 2 years older than me. Do whatever you want. This chapter for us, is now and forever closed. As for me, I will not settle for less. I will continue to work despite the obstacles of life. As I continue to grow, I’ll meet a man one day, and I’ll be able to say: “I do”.