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‘Hate is such a strong word’ is a phrase you can catch me using whenever I hear anyone use the word hate, especially for an individual. In this case, as the header implies, there’s an exception. LOL

When a person dislikes you, especially for the remarkable things you can do and have achieved, then goes forward to ensure that everyone also thinks you are the bad guy and moves to destroy everything you’ve built over time, then the person hates you.

Some of the things he did that made me know he hates me –

• We worked in the same space and he thought he was better than me because he is a guy. He made himself feel better by thinking and making everyone around us who cared think I got bonuses and promotions because I slept my way to the top not because I did quality work. 

• He said mean things to me like “You are only there to make the bosses look good”, “they’ll dump you as quickly as they promoted you”, “You can never be good enough for them”, “You really like to assert yourself” (in a demeaning way), “you look like a cupcake and no one takes a cupcake seriously” among others.

• He stopped being intimate with me. We lived together but I felt like I had a male roommate at the time – no longer a lover. We stopped having sweet random conversations and the only time we talked was over a fight or as his boss at work.

• He started projecting his messiness on me. I wanted it so badly that he got promoted at work and tried to ensure his diligence and attention to detail but he wanted it so bad that he didn’t care what he did to get it. We messed up as a team and he still wanted to drag us and the company down with a shady deal. I got wiser though.

• He stopped celebrating my wins and started using me as a strategy to get in with the bosses. A little curse word here and there but he felt I still owed him a duty to show up whenever he needed me.

• He tried to sabotage my job and didn’t care about the consequences of his actions. He became self-conceited. 

• He hurt me where I used to feel the most satisfaction. There is no love if you do not hear the cry of your partner’s pain because pleasure is involved – it is hate, revenge, and pure wickedness.

• He couldn’t apologize to me for the wrongs. I saw the fear in his eyes. I didn’t care about the fear when I didn’t know the person standing right before me anymore – this wasn’t the person I loved, life has happened.

• He made me second-guess my abilities and dragged me on the dark side with him. I went wild to make him feel a little pain of what he made me feel.

• Even though I felt so much love for him, I couldn’t sieve out the actions he produced to see a hint of the reciprocation of the love he claimed he had for me.

Culled from – Fair Play (A Movie)