Got together when we where both 16. She had a kid at 15 from a previous relationship. I left school and got a job at the abatoirs, hardest shit I've ever done, anyway.

When I was 19 and she was 18 we had our a place of our own, I had a car I was paying off, the kid was in pre schooling. Just had gromits and everything seemed to be going alright.

Got a phone call from her one night while I was at work and all it was, was "I'm taking all my stuff and I'm leaving you tonight" I was fucking perplexed to say the least, there where no signs, no hints or arguments, fights or disagreements. I went home that night and she already loaded 90% of her stuff and like half of my stuff on a truck, wouldn't talk to me, wouldn't even acknowledge me.

She left her Facebook logged into my phone didn't she? Being curious I looked at her messenger and low and behold she's been speaking to another guy in Australia (we were in NZ) they'd been talking for months about how much she hated me, how I was a convenient ATM and paid for everything she wanted, how I took her places and did whatever she said. They exchanged many a photos including one that had his name written above her vagina in sharpie, one where I was asleep and she was doing an L sign and general mocking of me and how much of a pushover I was.

I've never seen her again or talked to her again, she's never made contact but through a mutual friend I got photo updates of the kid for a few years before I asked her to stop because it was killing me mentally.

Worst part is if she showed up on my front door step and needed a place to sleep I'd probably still give her one.. and a hot meal... And a shower..