This is a letter Alex sent to his ex-girlfriend, maybe many girls like her can draw a lesson from it!

Hey, when we met. you were the confident girl-you always had sth smart or funny and sarcastic to say. You pushed my buttons in a good way. I loved being with you, so I asked you out. And at first, dating you was amazing—I felt like I’d met my match. But after about a month, it all started to change..

You didn’t speak up

The first thing I noticed was how you stopped making your own decisions—everything was left up to me, which was weird. It was like you had lost your personality overnight. Seriously, every time I asked you what restaurant we should eat at or what movie you wanted to see, you’d just shrug your shoulders and say that you didn’t care. Then when I’d go ahead and make the decision for the both of us, you’d start sulking, as if it wasn’t what you had wanted. Constantly having to deal with you childish pouting really got on my nerves because there wasn’t anything I could do about it. There was no way for me to know what you were thinking unless you had told me—I’m not a mind reader.if you had just been more straightforward and said what would have made you happy, I would have done it for you—but you never gave me that chance.

You didn’t trust me

The next thing I knew, I started getting tons of phone calls from you —like eight or nine times a day, you didn’t have anything to talk about, so it felt like you were just checking up on me. If you call me a few times when I was at my job, you will flipped out and demanded to know what had been going on that was more important than our relationship. If that wasn’t crazy enough, you hinted that I might be hooking up with some female friends. Anyone who knows me knows I’ve never thought about doing anything with them besides being their friend—so that was ridiculous. I cared about you and trusted you, but that hurt. I was always faithful because I liked you and respected you, but you never seemed to respect my right to have a life outside of us. I need a girl who will trust me as much as I trust her. Otherwise, there’s nothing to build a relationship on.

You overanalyzed

I’m only human, so sometimes when I say things, they come out wrong. But whenever I said something that would upset you, you’d never talk to me about it—you’d stew over it for days until you got so upset about what I ‘meant’ that you’d explode in a full-blown tantrum. I got to a point where you were analyzing everything I did or said. I can remember times where I didn’t even say anything to you, and you’d decide I was angry or trying to hurt you. And because you thought about it for so long before mentioning it to me, it was impossible to make you believe anything else. If you asked me what I meant at the time or told me that you were upset, I would have been able to explain—or apologize if I needed to. But, you were constantly picking me apart—and pretty soon it just wasn’t fun to be around you anymore..

I wish you

I’ve heard you’re with a new guy now—and that things aren’t going well. I guess you didn’t learn much from me, but I hope someday you do –deep down I know you’re still the fun girl you were when we first met. One day you’ll be a great girlfriend to some guy if you can learn to relax a little. It’s just too late for that guy to be me.

Take care !

R u the girl in this letter?