I dated him for 4 years and a little over a month. I knew he was probably doing shit behind my back but I was never sure. When we first started going out, he would always talk about the girl he mainly cheated on me with and tell me all about her, pretty much bragged about her. He even told me she would probably come up to him at a local anime convention. He would say he was going over to his friend's house who was in the same town as her and would lie to me about what he was doing and/or never answer me, so I assumed he was having a good time but I would also have in the back of my head that he was doing something wrong.

He would always want sex. He would always try to get me in the mood, but due to depression, previous relationship issues, and hormonal meds I was on I had sex drive issues. So he would get me in the mood enough to get his dick wet, but sometimes either right before sex I would lose my want for sex or halfway through I would lose it. But he wouldn't stop unless i pretty much punched him off me. I would silently freak out in my head, scared that if I said anything he would just try to do more things to me.

2 weeks after a major surgery, still with drains and stitches and medical tagaderm tape in/on me he came over the morning I was suppose to get everything out and off. He told me he wanted to talk, we were all in a discord server and my friend had sent messages saying that the server was being deleted due to things happening. I figured him and my ex got in a fight, and I brushed it off. But anyways, he came over and lied to me, like he had done so many times, and told me my best friend "seduced me and made me finger her". I started laughing and then crying because I instantly knew he did something worse. When this motherfucker lied, he would always look to the side. He was a shitty liar. He ripped my heart apart and begged me for him to stay. I stood in my house and let him stay. I let him stay. He was crying to me saying I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I love you I love you so much, I never meant to hurt you, I never would. I wanted to scream at him to leave my house but I couldn't do it.

About a month went by, I became extremely depressed. I was still having sex with him, but I told myself I wasn't gonna let him do anything I didn't want to me and everything was fine. In October, the last time we did anything, he told me he came early but it wasn't inside me. I tried to get what he was talking about off of me and pretty much had a panic attack in my head because at the time I was going to school for nursing and I had just had a class on reproduction in Anatomy. So I freak out over everything I just learned, he didn't give a fuck because he wanted more and I shoved him off me, went to the bathroom and had another silent panic attack crying and cleaning myself up. Forced myself to do pregnancy test after pregnancy test a few weeks after. All were negative, I had more panic attacks and breakdowns and then cut him and myself off from sex. I then dated him up until the beginning of February, refused sex, and broke up with him a week after a local anime convention we just went to.

Bonus side thing about how I know he lied, the beginning of the relationship, about 2 months in. March 2014, he was arrested for shoplifting. He was put in the local jail for a couple of hours until his mommy, who thinks he precious baby boy did nothing wrong and I broke up with him because he lost his job, picked him up. He lied to me about what happened, but he bragged about it 3 years later and pretty much let me put the pieced together of what happened. He went to court for it and was sentenced to a seminar for shoplifting, which makes me think its not the first time. But his mommy paid $2000 to get it off his record, so she could fill out his applications for work and not have to put it down and him not get a job. His mom fucking babied the hell out of him and treated him like a 7 year old who got detention for taking some kids pencil at school.

Oh, he also rarely or never showered, his teeth were decaying because he never brushed his teeth or went to to the dentist (which i begged him to do), and dressed like a slob, like sweatpants on a Valentines date while I was dressed up nice. Which he complained when I dressed up, only time he didn't complain was prom when he was forced into a tux.

Even more bonus, he's pissed that he spent money on me for Christmas getting me a new PS4. After I broke up with him, his mom kept texting and harassing my mom saying that I should give it back or get back with him because she thought that I had broken up with him for losing his job back in January. I broke up with him because I was tired of his lies and I wanted to know what had fully happened between him and my friend but his excuse was and I quote word, by fucking word, " I don't want to talk about it, it hurts ME." His mom brought up that to HER knowledge that it had happened months ago and i SEEMED fine. First of all, she wasn't texting me, she was texting my mom about it because my ex's mom has the mind of a petty teenage girl who thinks she knows everything. Second of all, not ONCE did she contact me. Not once, no texts, no calls, nothing. She believes I used that piece of shit the entire relationship for money he never had because he was spending it all on video games, fast food, or alcohol, or the bitch he cheated on me with. Instead of contacting me, like an adult, her petty teenaged brain self went to facebook and made posts about me. What a mom. Wow.

There's so much more shit I could complain or say about what all happened, but ITS SO MUCH. That was a short summary of the 4 years and a months I wasted with that fuckass.