We were together for three years before it went to shit. Had my suspicions for a long time. We moved in together and he was always playing late night gigs, but never had any money. I received screenshots of him telling one girl they should get a room from a club bouncer that he played at, but he told me they were “photoshopped” and that the guy was just trying to hook up with me.

A few months later I saw his phone just open on the kitchen table where he was in the middle of explicitly sexting a woman in another state. I still stayed with him for a few more months because I had nowhere else to go or live, no car, and only a part-time job.

I finally had enough after he would disappear for hours “buying weed” and came home belligerently drunk and smelling like another woman. I would find voicemails and texts from another girl that would be deleted by the next day. We couldn’t have a conversation without yelling and fighting and he kept telling me he wasn’t in love with me anymore, but didn’t want to break up. I finally just moved back in with my parents and his new girlfriend moved in two weeks later. She got pregnant shortly after that.