Well, the 3-year boyfriend I had been dating since the end of highschool. We went to post-secondary in the same city. First off, his mother is hands-down the craziest (not in a good way) woman I have ever met. During the last year of highschool I found out he had been e-mailing my old best friend (that's a whole different story) and they had been bashing me. Through my first year of university I wasn't "allowed" to drink with my roommates. I lived in a house on residence with 5 other girls.
He would call my phone in my room and once I didn't answer because I was in another girls room talking. He left three messages within an hour all saying that he was "going to kill himself if I didn't answer." He was also saying that I was probably at my neighbours "ing everyone". Like, really? I had never cheated on him before. I also found out that he had been e-mailing his crazy- mother and had actually said he wishes my parents would die because it would be better for the world, and she agreed! Honestly! (I actually have the e-mails saved on my computer if someone wants to see them)
So, after that year of school I came home. He's an all around douche bag. I broke up with him in August, but my mother (yes, my mother!) made me feel bad enough that she made me call him and take him back. So, last year one girl I lived with first year, him and I got an apartment (he had said he would not be so over-bearing and allow me to do as I please). So, I moved back up September 3rd, and he went home for the weekend. My roommate (Jenny) invited a couple friends over so we could go to the bar, this was the 6th. Her one friend brought along his friend (the boy). We just instantly clicked. We went to the bar and danced and stuff (not completely sober, not going to lie) and while we were dancing we kissed. Then Jenny got pretty wasted and decided that she had to go up on rez and meet someone so the boy and I head back to our apt. and Jenny and her friend showed up later.
Nothing happened that night, minus some kissing.
The next day he invited Jenny and I to his house for Sunday football, and we said sure. The boyfriend at the time came back early so I had to tell him we were going to a friends house for a while. (the boys name is gender neutral, so he never knew whether it was a boy or girl). So, that was a lot of fun. Nothing sexual happened...
Anyway, all of my friends had been telling me to dump the guy for over a year because he's a douche, but I didn't because I would feel bad.
So, this is where it is gets kind of skanky on my part. I got my other friend to cover for me a few days later and say I was going to her house for the night. I went to the boys house and we finally had sex. I've never felt so comfortable around someone before.
Anyway, about a day later I broke up with that guy... and WOW, awkward living arrangements. I had to share a room with Jenny for a couple months until he moved out in December. He went home every weekend so the boys would come up and we would party and stuff.
Now, when I wasn't home the ex would go to Jenny and start asking her a million questions about what I was doing, where I was, if I was with the boy, if I'd slept with him. He asked her to tell him when I slept with him. He even text my phone when I was at the boys house and said "Don't him yet, otherwise you're a and he'll leave." He even sent the boy a facebook message saying that he better be careful.
Yeah, I'm a bad person for cheating, but it was the best move I've ever made. That entire year was the MOST fun I've had in my life!
He would call my phone in my room and once I didn't answer because I was in another girls room talking. He left three messages within an hour all saying that he was "going to kill himself if I didn't answer." He was also saying that I was probably at my neighbours "ing everyone". Like, really? I had never cheated on him before. I also found out that he had been e-mailing his crazy- mother and had actually said he wishes my parents would die because it would be better for the world, and she agreed! Honestly! (I actually have the e-mails saved on my computer if someone wants to see them)
So, after that year of school I came home. He's an all around douche bag. I broke up with him in August, but my mother (yes, my mother!) made me feel bad enough that she made me call him and take him back. So, last year one girl I lived with first year, him and I got an apartment (he had said he would not be so over-bearing and allow me to do as I please). So, I moved back up September 3rd, and he went home for the weekend. My roommate (Jenny) invited a couple friends over so we could go to the bar, this was the 6th. Her one friend brought along his friend (the boy). We just instantly clicked. We went to the bar and danced and stuff (not completely sober, not going to lie) and while we were dancing we kissed. Then Jenny got pretty wasted and decided that she had to go up on rez and meet someone so the boy and I head back to our apt. and Jenny and her friend showed up later.
Nothing happened that night, minus some kissing.
The next day he invited Jenny and I to his house for Sunday football, and we said sure. The boyfriend at the time came back early so I had to tell him we were going to a friends house for a while. (the boys name is gender neutral, so he never knew whether it was a boy or girl). So, that was a lot of fun. Nothing sexual happened...
Anyway, all of my friends had been telling me to dump the guy for over a year because he's a douche, but I didn't because I would feel bad.
So, this is where it is gets kind of skanky on my part. I got my other friend to cover for me a few days later and say I was going to her house for the night. I went to the boys house and we finally had sex. I've never felt so comfortable around someone before.
Anyway, about a day later I broke up with that guy... and WOW, awkward living arrangements. I had to share a room with Jenny for a couple months until he moved out in December. He went home every weekend so the boys would come up and we would party and stuff.
Now, when I wasn't home the ex would go to Jenny and start asking her a million questions about what I was doing, where I was, if I was with the boy, if I'd slept with him. He asked her to tell him when I slept with him. He even text my phone when I was at the boys house and said "Don't him yet, otherwise you're a and he'll leave." He even sent the boy a facebook message saying that he better be careful.
Yeah, I'm a bad person for cheating, but it was the best move I've ever made. That entire year was the MOST fun I've had in my life!
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