Karma is a Mug..............

I was just sitting here thinking about my very first, real relationship.  I was living in Tallahassee, FL, at the time and this guy was amazing, but I didn't know how amazing he was until I broke up with him.  See here's the deal, where I'm at in my life right now, he was at that point in his life back then, mind you, this was 10 years ago.  My mindset was that of a young, country-bumpkin, 18 year old girl, who had no clue about how to be in a relationship.  I hadn't been taught how to act in a relationship, so I was just finding my way, but one thing I did know was that I liked having my way and if I couldn't have my way, then all hell was going to break loose. LOL. I'm seriously laughing at myself, but back then, I was no joke and I don't even know how he put up with me.  Anywho, the title of this post is about karma, and karma is a mug!  I was probably one of thee WORST girlfriends ever, but I never really thought that I was doing wrong and if I did think that I was wrong I would just make myself believe that I was right and that everything was ok - not true!  I believe that everything that I did to my ex-fiancee came back to get revenge when I dated the abuser (that's what I'll call him).  I was so mean, heartless, careless, selfish, cheating, lying girlfriend there ever was and all of those things came back and took their toll on me. SMH.
My ex-fiancee was ready for marriage, he was looking into buying us a house, he was planning for our future, but I wanted to party, drink, and do all the other things that I thought college students were supposed to do, so I did.  I've learned a lot from my many, MANY mistakes, but I do regret ever treating him the way I did; no one deserves to be treated that way.