So, there was a guy who humiliated me when I asked him out, basically snickered at the mere thought of dating me. I tried to befriend him, tried to be nice and he basically made it clear he was so far above me, I was dust.
So he posts an article about how awful it is being single and how lonely he is.
I had plans to post a comment saying "Well, it's because you're a mamzer with no soul, a disgusting smog of narcisstic hot air, and a jerk," but then I did something even better.
I wrote a post encouraging him to keep going. And that felt so much better. Even if he just brushes it off as me being pathetic, I wanted him to know that I saw his vulnurability, and I'm better than him.
I admit, when it comes to the Former Best Friend, I had revenge fantasies. I had fantasies of him being disgraced, of his veneral disease of a future spouse being humiliated, of them suffering penuary and shame. I still hate them. Although what love I have left hopes he never gets to the marriage, I leave him to his self chosen punishment.
But I'm starting to accept that negativity isn't worth it. Karma is a bitch, so I don't have to be one. I just had a fantastic day, meeting with my mentor and then meeting with my project leader.
I don't need to be bitter.