by some random coincidence my ex boyfriend (kinda ex boyfriend it was only really a casual thing) has moved to my town and I am the only person that he knows. I'm feeling a lot of resentment for him, so I decided to write this letter to him (I might not send it) but just to get it off my chest.Dear.......) I'm writing this to you because I don't feel like I can be your friend and have no issues with you with these things on my mind. I decided to write it down because I don't want to argue, nothing you can say will change my mind about this, I want an apology and if your not prepared to give me one honestly then I can't see you.I've been thinking a lot about my life, how people have hurt me (you know how ive been hurt) and I don't think some of the things you've done are things I should be putting up with, I think they are selfish, and I dont think I've ever met someone who has acted as selfishly as you have. They seem like small things, but they arnt. You have shown a complete disregared for weather I live or die sometimes, I feel like a peice of shit because of you.The first thing I'm upset about it that time I was sick after drinking too much, I couldn't stop being sick and it was annoying you, in the end I passed out in bed with you but then I started being sick while I was asleep, You woke up, screamed at me "where the fuck are your keys?" emptied my bag out onto the floor, and left. I could have died choking on my own vomit, did you care? no. Because getting some sleep in is more valuable than my well being. The second is when one time I called you, just for a chat. I said it was nice to be able to talk to someone because I can't call my mom anymore, you said "no, you can't call me if you feel depressed or suicidal or cutting yourself or whatever, I have too much stress as it is". As you know my friend killed himself a while back, and I would have done ANYTHING whatever it takes to stop him from killing himself, even if it meant missing an exam or whole weeks of school, I would never say to him "don't bother talking to me, I cant be arsed with your shit". If in the crazy situation that I found you the only person who I could confide in about my suicidal feelings, why is that such a bad thing? You really care more about your uni work than weather I kill myself? Thats fucking sick.