An Imploding Relationship

I think I severely misjudged Marty's character as a human being. She is completely different from the person I dated less than a month ago. When we broke up, she mentioned how she wanted to still be friends. Having formed strong bonds with her over the course of our going steady, I wanted the same.

Sadly, it's been 3 weeks and I've seen her a grand total of 18 minutes (on two separate occasions). The first occasion being her "appearance" at Phi Tau's WTF party; the second being a planned meeting at a Starbucks. I was hoping to discuss matters of an email I had sent her a while ago outlining how I felt about her decision. I basically wanted to see what her opinion was on the viewpoints I had brought to light. But instead, she dragged her friend Rachel along as a safety net. Plus they were getting ready for an 80's party and so, only had 15 minutes to spare on small talk. This, of course, was not what I had wanted.

So I text messaged her a day or two ago asking if she'd be willing to come up for a free lunch some time this week. Such a simple request, and a free lunch to boot! Well a couple of days pass without any response, so I call her, knowing she won't pick up saying that "she can run but she can't hide" and that all I'm asking for is a simple one-on-one conversation just so I know where she stands. Well about 2 hours after leaving that voicemail, she calls back.

This is where it gets good. She basically asked "Well what is there that we need to discuss? I have nothing to say, really." I followed up with "Well are we still going to be friends?" She responded "Well I'm busy building my business. I don't really want to associate with people who drink right now. I don't even like hanging around my brother. I just want to move on. It would be worse if we were friends before we dated, but we weren't" - I immediately stopped her there and asked "So does that mean I'm expendable?" She hesitantly said "NO, I just need time to focus on me".

Well Marty, if you want to avoid people drinking around you THEN MAYBE YOU SHOULDN'T GO FUCKING CLUB HOPPING IN FUCKING BUCKHEAD! Furthermore, please pardon my attempts to salvage those strong bonds we had developed - how selfish of me! If you feel I was a negative influence on your life, then maybe you DON'T deserve someone like me. I treated you like a queen, and now you're treating me like a peasant, or worse yet - like I don't even exist. I only have two words: FUCK OFF!