I had this email exchange with an ex bf who I had also worked with. We broke up fine, just moved on with our lives, and worked very well together for another year or so until my job was taken away from me in an effort by management to get rid of me. So after suffering for a year I finally married, quit and moved here to france. Things are now going well of course. Apparently he had a lot of festering anger issues???????
How'd I do?
it begins,
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From: xx xxxx
[email protected]]
Sent: Friday, October 13, 2006 3:11 AM
To: Dxxxx Gxxxxxxx
Subject: Hi, it's Txxxxx
I hope this finds you well.
I have a business opportunity that you might like..
Interested?
txxxx
He replies:
You ignore me for a year, shit all over me when you did talk to me and now after not hearing from you in two years your offering me a "business opportunity". Shit, you didn't even ask how I am or what's been going on in my life for the last two years. Just "I hope this finds you well".
FUCK OFF BITCH!!!!!!
I wouldn't involve myself in anything you thought of or where even interested in. YOUR WACKO LADY ! Don't ever try to communicate with me again.
P.S.
I hope Oxxxx is fine. It's a shame she has such a fucked up parent as you. Put some money away for her psychiatry sessions. She's going to be in therapy for along time trying to correct all the fucked up shit you've put in her head.
and I replied
Date: Sat, 14 Oct 2006 08:51:11 -0700 (PDT)
From: xxxx xxxx
[email protected]>
Subject: It's ALL about DAVIE.
To: "Dxxxx Gxxxx" <
[email protected]>
dude, you need to grow up and learn how to treat people. You, sxx and kxxxx fucked me over royally, so badly in fact, it took me over a year to recuperate physically and emotionally. the hurt and pain you all caused me was something you apparently couldn't possibly imagine -- oh wait, because you never ASKED! You never cared enough to stand up for me or even once watch my back. You all just let me get steamrolled.
I've spent most of the past year and a half in pain, in physical therapy, on steroids and pain killers and in bed. You all just let the people like fat vxxxxx lxxx and sxx lying, traitor asshole bxxxxx and lloyd mister gambling addict lxxx do everything they could to destroy me and tear me down and take away everything I had. I crawled out of that place without one single shred of dignity. I heard that you assholes even told people I was fired. Nice going. Every last piece of sanity I had was absolutely gone when I walked out that door. Thank goodness I'm with people who love me, and I am really grateful to know who my real friends and family are, and that they're here with me now.
And dxxxx... as far as caring about what you've been doing for the past 2 years... maybe you could turn that around and reflect on every conversation we had in the last year I was in the US... you never asked me about me, about my life, but you were really happy to tell me how great your house was, what cool things you were doing there... and you never asked me about me. You never ever once looked me in the eye and asked how I was doing. You always made every conversation about you. I didn't mind, that's just how you are. You clearly didn't care about me, that's okay. I get it. I don't get why you're angry at me. I never did anything to hurt you. You were part of the gang that fucked me over, okay? Just make sure we're all clear on that. Maybe it's your guilt over that talking and lashing out, I don't know.
And you know what? My life IS great. I live on the french riviera. I'm partner in a fast growing ladies' fitness franchising business. We've built our own company; We've sold 9 gyms in the past year, and I'm developing the UK end of the business. I'm finalizing negotiations to secure 1.2 million in financing to open up 5 of my gyms at once by next september in london. And it's all mine... I'm selling off 49% of the equity in the business in exchange for the financing.
I was contacting you because, (I'm mature enough to put personal issues aside), I felt you could (a) probably use a break from xxxx, and (b) that you were the person that could build out my sites on time and on budget. I knew I could trust you, you're the best. I thought perhaps you could use a leave of absence to come work for me for a few months in London at a nice rate of pay plus a bonus.
But, apparently you're not mature enough to handle something like this... so... never mind. You still have a LOT of real, serious issues and a lot of growing up to do.
And XXX is great. She is learning and speaking both french and italian, is doing very well in physics and maths.. she loves science too, and is of course a gifted writer. We're not the ones who need therapy here... we're doing great. She's a remarkably well adjusted young lady, and I'm a stunning, smart, accomplished woman who's about to launch a really great business venture. You're the one with anger and inadequacy issues.... could be that whole mom thing you've got going on.... and your whole issue with intimacy. You're certainly in no place to lecture me.. I do love how you turned the whole thing into "ALL ABOUT DAVIE". Classic. Really classic.
thanks for the best laugh I've had all day!!!!!! And... just so you know, everyone noticed how you copied my house.
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Okay, did I hit the mark???? (ducks)