The Right thing has now become the wrong thing.

When I set out to do the right thing in leaving one person for another person, I really felt that I was doing the right thing. And for a time, things went just fine. Then everything derailed, culminating in my being dumped this afternoon. While one never takes very kindly to being dumped, I am especially angry this time.
What angers me is that for weeks, things were fine as they were: us together, but not dating. We were getting along wonderfully. Then he asks me to date him. One week later: nothing. No phone calls, no texts, no answer. I will never understand why a man thinks it's perfectly alright to go for long periods of time without at least letting the woman who cares about you know you are still alive. So it was only natural that I try to find out what is wrong. Suddenly I become "a bother" and am told that he " is a solitare creature and self sufficient", and that everything that happened with me was a mistake. How "self-sufficient" was he when he was hanging all over me like his life depended on it and holding me like he would never let me go?
I have a few choice words for him, though he may never read them:
You. Are. A. Bastard. It's a fine thing to say that you don't want anything serious, then turn around and make things more serious between us. That is your own damn fault! I want to know how I was a mistake when you were the one who couldn't get me out of your mind. It was just fine to hold me, kiss me, and everything else that went along with it, but the minute your sorry ass began to feel anthing resembling a genuine emotion, you run and give the lame "I'm just not over my ex wife" and "We are just not compatible" bullshit. I hope you are happy being alone you little prick, because alone is how you should stay! You could never really love some one because you are too afraid of having a real emotion.
Furthermore, I'm sorry I ever met you, sorry I ever had feelings for you, sorry that I ever let you come anywhere near me! You got exactly what you wanted from me and threw me away. You are just damn luck that don't tell everyone exactly what you are. Goodbye to you, you asshole, and if you ever decide to come around here again, it better be on your knees, begging for forgiveness!