The devil

He's not the real devil and unfortunately one out of every 3 guys I date becomes "the devil" . But as of now this guy is. He may not deserve devil status but he's pretty awful, and I always make excuses for him. He has had terribly bad things happen to him, and maybe it's that psych minor of mine but I forgave him. I forgave him for the most heinous things because I feel sorry for him. I could imagine how I would feel if what happened to him happened to me. I would be a pretty horrible/messed up person too. So, I feel compassion towards him. I mean it shouldn't be his eternal get out of jail free card but I get it, and that's what kills me. I can't help but try and be nice and compassionate towards him but all he does is try to tear me down, make me look bad, and feel bad for being who I am. When all I have to say is that over the years I've had lots of people like me for who I am. It's bad i get to rip the band aid off every week even before the scab ever really gets to heal. We work together. That's why the say you don't shit where you eat but in LA it's hard not too (lol). I accomplished a goal today, and that is a big deal. Its a really big deal, and I should get to be proud of myself. I am. I truly am. So, I toast myself! I made goal and I reached it, and now I get to move on. I now have something else to look forward to. So devil go back to hell. I may see you later but now is not our time. rest in peace.