Im just gonna tell my side of the story. I don’t care if anyone reads it, I don’t care if anyone cares, but my side needs to be out there. There’s his side, her side and the truth, at least that’s what everyone says. But his side is full of lies so I like to think mine is
Up to me and said he lost his phone. Okay. He later said he lost feelings for me. Okay. And so on and so forth with the “I like you” “let’s just be friends”
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Fast forward a little. I grew a backbone. He was gonna talk to 36838292 girls and use me as a back up? Okay. I can play that game too. I started talking to someone- COINCIDENTLY it was someone he hated. He was jealous. And I liked that.
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I ended up cutting it off with the other guy because all I could do was compare the new guys actions to him. “X would’ve said this.” “X would’ve said that.” “X would’ve done this.” I realized the new guy was more of a rebound, and kind of an ass. So I ended it
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He was flirting with me again. Come to find out, he’s dating someone. I told him off, and deleted him on everything. I blocked him on everything except kik, with the hope that he’d eventually come back. He did. My mistake.
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I should’ve blocked him and carried on with my life. I should’ve went out with other guys. I should’ve done the healthy thing and eliminated the toxic person in my life. But I was 16 and I was dumb. So I didn’t. “Hey. I wanna talk again but just as friends. I miss you.”
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Okay. Friends. We can be friends. I’m still mad but, I think we can be friends. No. A few months after that he asked me out. My birthday is August 15. We became official August 21, 2014. I was so happy, when going down the stairs for class I twisted my ankle and almost fell down.
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That use to be my favorite story to tell, when I was in love and all. Anyway, two months later. I was happy. I was in love. I was dating my high school sweet heart. I thought the feeling was mutual. I gave him everything. Just to find out he was cheating on me with an ex.
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I know, shocker, right? We were sitting at the lunch table with his friends. It was loud. I asked to use his phone. The first thing that opened up when unlocking was messages with his ex. It was silly, little flirting. But to me it was a big deal. I remember exactly what was
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Said but im not going to bother repeating it at a hope to keep the story and short and sweet as possible. Anyway. I sat there. Quiet. Still. Staring at nothing. He tried making excuses. I didn’t move. I didn’t look at him. I didn’t say anything.
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What was I suppose to do? How was I suppose to react? “I blocked her.” He said. I turned to him and half smiled. I walked him to class- cause he couldn’t be late to his class and it was closer. “Are you okay?” I nodded, kissed him on the cheek, turned around, and immediately
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The tears started falling down my cheeks. I hurried to class not caring that everyone else would see me cry. This won’t be the last time he had made me cry at school, not even close. We argued and this girl continued to be an issue. For three years.
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I know what you guys are thinking. I’m an idiot for staying that long, I know. But leaving is easier said than done. And nothing anyone says fixes the situation. There is no comfort. You just want to vent but you don’t want to hear anyone’s advice.
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Cause it’s all the same “ WTF LEAVE HIM” but I literally gave him everything. How do I just leave? I can’t leave him now. I made every excuse in the book as pathetic as it sounds. I was 17. It was my first relationship. What the hell did I know?
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He continued to cheat on me with her. There was a time where he almost left me a few months into the relationship to be with her. I cried. At school. Again. My teacher pulled me out of class asking what was wrong. I stayed quiet and cried. She knew my ex.
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She had him for a class. She asked if it was because of him. I stayed quiet. “You shouldn’t let a boy make you this sad. If he really loved you, you wouldn’t be crying this bad.” She let me stay out in the hall as long as I needed. He left class so we could talk.
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He made me so mad, I started to walk away. He let me. I turned around and cried even more. He just let me go. End of the day we were together and he made it very clear. Yes I cheated on you with her. No I will not stop talking to her. We’re just friends and she has a lot of
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Problems and I Helo her with them. That’s it. Okay, what about our problems? How can you see me ball my eyes out and do nothing? No answer. For the sake of not losing him I let them be friends. He almost left me and I cried and begged “please don’t leave me.”
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As pathetic as that is, it wasn’t the last time I begged him not to leave me for this girl. So they’re friends and he’s trying to be all lovey with me and I can’t even look him in the eye the next few days. Okay, he said. I’ll stop talking to her. I told him he didn’t have to
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He said it hurts me too much for them to be friends and he can’t stand to see me like that. WELL that girl didn’t like that. I spent the rest of high school being talked shit about, flipped off, shoved, pushed, had my shoes stepped on etc, by this girl who was half my sizes
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I let her. I didn’t do it back. When I saw her walk closer to me I walked as far away as possible to avoid conflict. I didn’t say anything back, I didn’t shove her back, I didn’t call her names back (not to her face anyway) and most importantly I didn’t tell my ex. Not for a long
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Time. Cause I was certain he would leave me for some reason. Like ya my ex’s ex is being physically and emotionally abusive towards me and if I say anything he’s gonna leave me (-: makes sense. Dumb 17 year old Nicole. She wasn’t the only girl.
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I can list names and there’s probably more that I don’t even know about. He hit on my friends, he made dating accounts, he sent nudes to girls, and other people once. He just did every slimy sleezey thing you could think of. His excuse was usually “at the time I
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Wasn’t sure how I felt. I wasn’t sure if I loved you. But I know now! I love you I promise I won’t do that again!” Annnnd ofc continued to cheat. I hated the girls at the time. And im actually sorry for that. It is no ones responsibility to keep someone else’s boyfriend in check
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Insecure as hell, but also tired. I paid this kids phone bill, I bought this kid 3 phones,which he couldn’t keep care of for the life of him, bought our prom tickets, paid all our dates, bought him school supplies etc.
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Bought him a PS4, tv, half’s on a mini fridge etc. I took care of him. Cause I loved him. And I was ignorant. Fast forward. Guess who’s a problem again? His ex. Good guess. He cheated on me for months with her. Changed his password on everything, I wouldn’t even know his phone
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Password. Had her under a guys name. Etc. well. I was tired of it one day. I took his Apple Watch, sure enough his password was his birthday. I opened messages with a friend he’d been texting a lot. It was her. He was sleeping. I was reading. I was crying. I woke him up.
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I read the messages out loud to him. My voice cracked, I cried, and he hated it. He ripped it out of my hands . Let me read the messages, you owe me that much. He wouldn’t let me but I saw enough. We broke up. We worked at the same place.
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Not long after that my dad died unexpectedly. I told him. He went home with me. He got back with me because my dad died and no one knew we weren’t together. All the while continuing to cheat on me with her while I packed my things and planned a funeral for my dad.
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I didn’t have to hack his accounts to know. His behavior Told it all, that and Tucson’s very small and my friends saw them together at the mall one day. My dad died August first. I moved to Cali August 4th. My birthday is August 15. I broke up with him August 16.
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He had sex with her August 19. Our three year anniversary would’ve been August 21. Is is sad that almost a year later and I remember all these dates?
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All he wanted was the furniture. The futon. The tv. The PS4. All I wanted was my dog. Yeah keep her. No argument, no fighting. Yeah, keep her.
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