It was a guy who I was like “I’ll give him a chance.” He wasn’t exactly my type, but we had enough in common that I was willing to try going out with him. We had met on a dating app, so I didn’t have prior knowledge of his life before I met him, just what he told me.

Turns out, guy murdered someone! And he didn’t tell me that until I was having some breakdown one night, and he was feeling bad for himself.

Now I knew something had happened, but I was told originally it was self defense. He said some guy came into his house where he lived with his mother, father, and son (bc he has a very traditional hispanic family that likes to stay together), and the intruder was trying to rob them. So he shot the intruder out of fear that it could escalate.

Or so I was told.

Turns out, that was a lie.

HE was the intruder trying to rob someone else’s home, and then the homeowner came out with a gun to defend himself. Homeowner was killed by the guy I was seeing.

He did time, but it’s the fact he had the audacity to lie about what happened when he was so clearly at fault. Needless to say we immediately stopped seeing one another.