My letter to Jermaine

I don't even know where to begin. First of all, every single opinion I have of you is a direct result of your actions. I didn't pull this all out of thin air. I formed these feelings and opinions over the years watching her confidence and well-being dwindle away while she stayed with you.
At first you were charming, as you men tend to be. She was besotted with you. You were warm, affectionate, caring, all the things you were supposed to be and all the things she deserved. In the beginning I actually defended you.
I know that she, like all girls can fabricate things in her head, making them worse than they actually are. I gave you the benefit of the doubt more times than anyone should. Each time you ended up proving me wrong and her suspicions correct.
Over time this changed, the fun and newness of your relationship with my friend faded. I know there were several factors that contributed to this. With every relationship the spark can fade a little over time, and I don't blame you for that. That's natural. I do, however, blame you for not trying harder. Relationships are hard work. I know I shouldn't expect you to know what hard work is, since I don't think you have had many experiences with it. You tend to avoid responsibility and work like the plague. And if you don't believe me, talk to the mother of your child that you don't support. I am sure she will agree with me.
You made her actually believe that she deserved your bad behavior. She must have believed it on some level, because I can't explain why else she would have stayed with you for so long.
To my knowledge you never abused her physically. That's good for you. I can assure you your life would be much more grim than it already is if you had. I don't know how because I know I am no match for you in the physical sense. But I strongly outweigh you mentally and would configure something to hurt you badly. Between me and her family and our friends... lets just say it would have been gravely dangerous for you. I promise you that. And never forget that.
Even though you never laid your hands on her you hurt her like no other man ever has. With your words and your actions you made her feel so low and useless. How dare you?! She was easily the best thing that has ever happened to you, and you shit on her. I don't understand it. Someone like you would be very lucky to be with a woman half as good as her.
You took advantage of her in every way you could. You used her, you lied to her, you stood her up, you called her names, you treat her like she was less than human. You made her cry countless times. She missed out on so much in those two years because of you. You sucked the strength and life out of her. Before she got with you she was a very strong woman. By the time she left you she was stripped of her strength that defined her and became a vulnerable shadow of her former self. You robbed her of her confidence that has taken her so long to get back.
What gets me so mad is she never deserved any of it. She never did anything but treat you well. The times she was bad to you was a reaction to you treating her bad. I know this, do not deny it. You just did it because you could. If you turned the energy you spend being manipulative and cruel to people into something useful you could be a successful man. But I won't waste my time talking about the man you could be because you will never exert that energy for something useful. You will never accomplish anything good, it is not in your nature.
I really despised your facade of friendliness whenever I was around you. I know you didn't like me. I don't blame you, I kept trying to talk your girlfriend into leaving you. I used to get so angry when I would see you because I would automatically smile and say hi to you as a reaction, because that's what I do when I see all people that I know. Then my brain would catch up and realize what my body did and get pissed because you were not worth the energy used to make the fake smile. I think about it often that if I run into you again I hope I can overcome the nervousness and not smile and say hi but just stare at you blankly.
And if you're wondering why I would be nervous about you being around me, refer to the night I was in your driveway at your mom's house in her car, and your car was parked behind hers blocking us in the driveway. My God you are so lucky I didn't tell my husband about that until months later. You have absolutely no idea how incredibly lucky you are.
I know that she told me about your dad dying when you were young, and how she figures that is where so many of your problems come from. While I am very sorry you had to go through that I am sorry for the loss of your father, I got news for ya buddy... life's not fair. Everyone has obstacles to overcome. Everyone has bad things happen to them. Those things don't define you. How you react, learn and grow from them defines you and makes you who you are.
I see people go through worse than you imagine at work. Then, they get better and continue with their lives and do great things. What's your excuse? Why weren't you capable of that. Here's the answer. You ARE capable of it and you choose not too. You are so weak.
I hope that the hate that I feel for you now will fade into indifference. I know that I am not completely indifferent to you yet because I get mad when you call her and bother her. But in some aspects I am actually indifferent. For example, I do not care if you live or die. Maybe one day when I mature more I will be able to pity you. That's really how it should be. But I am not there yet.
In conclusion, you are such a waste of a human being. Such a colossal failure. You have cost my friend, whom I love dearly, an immeasurable amount of suffering. She didn't deserve it. There is nothing you can do to repair it but leave her alone. Never talk to her again. Never see her again. That is the best thing you could do for her.
You're a disappointment to all who know you. You are a burden to the world. I am not overexaggerating. You truly do no good, apart from maybe make your friends laugh. But they are bound to be as useless as you are. I doubt the company you keep now can be any better than you, because real people wouldn't put up with your shit. Your family doesn't even spend time with you.
I wish I could tell you that I wish you the best and to have a nice life. But I can't. I just wish you would go away.