December 27, 2011 by An Ex Girlfriend I had an online relationship that turned real world. We went on a few “dates” and in school I would brag about you and wear your necklace proudly. Then you spent a week in summer with my family and I states away. It was that week that I saw how incompatible we were. Somewhere between you being afraid to speak to me in public and your disinterest in almost anything and your almost pathetic attachment to Minecraft showed me you weren’t the person I thought you were. I genuinely hope you have a good life. I hope college treats you well and you get the professional help you need. I could never love you again (especially since you stopped talking to the only friend you have because you couldn’t handle him being friends with me and I know it hurts him) but I don’t wish you any ill. I think being with you made me afraid, but slowly I’m turning. That’s what the main difference between us is: you want to be angry and afraid at the world so you have a reason to be upset and cling to your family (who you constantly say forget and don’t even like you); I want to be happy and brave. Incompatible.