All my ex's say heyooo

I have such a strange relationship with my ex-girlfriends.

I'm going to have to toot my own horn a little and then blast my character shortly afterwords, so bear with me.

As far as shit goes, shit being life, I've got it pretty good. I live in the western hemisphere and come from a Loving and financially stable family, so I have little that should bother me. I get enough to eat and drink, go where I want to for the most part, and have never really had to fight for anything in my life.

But where shit suddenly hits a brick wall is my relationships.

I'm a good guy. I'll be honest. When a drunk chick asks me to take advantage of her, I tell her to fuck off. When someone needs advice that potentially hurts, I give it anyways. I'm up front with people and rarely lie about pointless things, and when I'm committed to someone, I'm committed to telling the full truth with said person. I've never cheated, and I've never actually broken up with a girl. I've been dumped like...Oh who cares. I'm polite and for the most sensitive to other girls feelings, and when I need to make a change, I do my best.

But as soon as a girl hits the ex list everything seems to go drastically wrong.

I suddenly think that this person has somehow wronged me and needs to either be fucked or abused in various ways. I've been having this totally bullshit on-off thing with my first ever lasting girlfriend for years now, and it's totally ridiculous. I don't treat her all that well, lie to her, have had sex with other girls while we were still fucking, and eat at her house and eat her food at least once a week.

So much for a gentlemen. I'm just as much of a fucking pig as every other loser out there.

As for the rest, it's all shitty. One I pushed so far away with my snivelling and total emotional breakdown after we split I'd be surprised if she ever gave me the time of day again. The others get random drunk texts asking to hook up or just whatever is on my totally inebriated brain.

So what is it? Why do women suddenly just become such...objects to me once they're done with me? Am I really that petty and bitter deep down?

The next gal' I find that I care enough about to be with I may just have to propose to her on our one week anniversary. Lord knows what will happen once she gets tired of me what I'll do to her. I'm tired of doing that to women, and it needs to stop. I'm making a stand, even if it means cutting ties with a fuck buddy and some idle chit chat friends.

Going back to school is presenting more and more opportunities.