This isn’t easy to say. Maybe the internet isn’t the place for it.
But I don’t think this relationship is going to last.
I know, I’m as shocked as you are. We’ve been together for a long time, our families are friends. And when we first met, you were a faithful friend, there anytime I needed to pick up the phone. Night or day, didn’t matter. You were there.
So, when you said you wanted to take our relationship to the next level, it made sense to me. I was bruised from a string of bad relationships. The guy who took me for granted and treated other people way better than me. The one who just cut out at the first sign of a storm.
You seemed like the perfect solution. You offered me more attention. Promised not to leave when the storms rolled in. And let’s face it, you were better looking.
But lately, it’s like I don’t even know you anymore. You’re not always there when I need you. You disappear at the worst possible times, leaving me all dressed up and nowhere to go, wondering what I’ve done wrong.
When I confront you, you always apologize. You say the right things, you promise to make it right. But then you show up late, or hours ahead of schedule, always wanting me to adjust for you. Things get better for awhile. But then, you’re back in the same old pattern.
It’s hard to imagine this coming to an end after so much time together. We’ve seen so many changes.
And then there’s the baby. Perfect and so full of innocence and promise…
You’d probably end up with custody, but you’re not always there for her, either. She tries to talk to you, and it’s like you’re just not there. You drop her mid-sentence, for heaven’s sake. How much of that do you think she can take? Sure, she thinks you’re great now, but she’s going to rebel eventually.
I want this to work out, I really do.
But AT&T, you need to get your crap together.