<human>: -Some how my backstabbing ex-best friend of 20 years doesn't matter anymore...neither do the people who still kiss her bum and never stuck up for me and they all still hang out with her not caring how crappy they were to me.  I don't know why they apologized to me so many times only for the last time to be their biggest screw up.  I forgave them over and over and they continued to be crappy.

-Somehow, my "ex" who is a year older than me and his tantrums don't bug me anymore.  He's a 30-year-old who for the past three years would text me trying to get in my pants even though we haven't done anything since literally like 2010.  He's got the nerve to harass me even though he's the one that screwed things up.  I don't take someone back once I find out they've hooked up with someone else while they're doing things with me -- that's a turn off to me and how I have the will power to not take someone back.

I only stayed nice with him because he is the only person nearby me.  I can't depend on a lot of my "friends" in town that I have had to stayed nice with my "ex" in case I needed a ride.  After all that I did for him over the years, giving me a ride is the bare minimum.

His last tantrum he threw yesterday was it.  I don't know why he keeps trying to sext me when I say no all the time.  He said, "How about a last D ride before you leave town?"  I'm like are you kidding me?  I tried to end on nice terms before I leave, screw this!

-And all my haters don't bug me anymore.  I know they're miserable people that's why they have to try and make everyone else around them miserable.

Can you give me the gist of the text in a nutshell?
<bot>: In my new life, new town with new friends, I'm not going to let the old crap bother me.  Goodbye crappy old life!