Karma

I know you’re not supposed to be gloat when you discover your life in 2020 is working out better than your abusive ex’s...you’re supposed to rise above it all. Be the bigger person. 

Fuck that, I’m smug as fuck. 

Lockdown forced you out of the country you love and into the throws of your new toxic relationship (I feel sorry for her). You can’t go back because the borders are shut. You’ve lost touch with all your friends because you still don’t know how to think about anyone other than yourself. And now you’ve just lost your job. 

Here I am, still thriving in the country *I* love, snagged a great job during a pandemic, single as ever but happier than you I guarantee it. And I don’t care if I’m being petty or childish or negative or inviting bad karma. It brings me joy to know you’re miserable as hell. And even then you’ll probably never reach the levels of misery you caused me.