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#3210 - usmcoorah (11/07/2013) [-]
Pretty much the same thing happened to me about two years back.
My ex-girlfriend Natalie (17 at the time, me 18) started acting distant in the November of 2011.
She would barely text me, maybe 3-4 times a day and theyd always be really short effortless replies. She would make up lies as to why we weren't able to hangout. And when we did hangout she would sometimes tell me to not touch her because she didnt want me to even hold her hand. She would only say "I love you" when I would say it, and then out of guilt say it back. She was pretty much pushing me away without breaking up with me.
She worked at a mall at the time and she would be finished work by 9pm and always tell me earlier that day that she would come over after work. Every night for two months, without fail, 9 o clock would roll around and I would text her telling her to text me when she was coming..and I wouldnt get a text until 12 and it was always her saying "sorry I fell asleep". She had to be home every night at 12. So pretty much she wanted me to believe that she got off work at 9, went home and fell asleep until 12..every night for two months. Sometimes she would tell me that she was just working late, and sometimes she actually would be working late, she would send me pictures proving it. So these occasional pictures held me at bay, while I was still suspicious, I didnt want to blow it out of proportion.
By the time Christmas rolled around I knew something was going on. She would always, and I mean ALWAYS be texting this guy mikey that she worked with. Even while we were hanging out. So about a week after christmas I had enough and demanded to see her phone, she refused to let me see it, so I broke up with her, knowing in my gut that she was cheating.
#3244 - usmcoorah (11/07/2013) [-]
Fast forward to my birthday, Jan 18th. I keep our breakup a secret from everyone because I was embarrassed that I let it go on for so long and I didnt want to bring everyones moods down, I felt as if sharing it would be selfish and it wouldn't help anything, it would only make everyones moods worse.
I was depressed, I felt as if my life had no meaning and that there was no point in anything anymore. She was my motivation, she was what kept me strong, what kept me happy, and whenever I was feeling down while we were together, if I had any reason to be upset, I would think about her smiling or her laugh or how she would say certain words and it would always make me smile. Now it brought pain and every time I felt as if I was going to break down, but I was raised to be a man and take these things on the chin and let it make me stronger, so I would never cry unless I was alone, and even then I would be ashamed of myself.
All I really wanted for my birthday was to know that she loved me. That she didn't lose feelings for me, so I texted her telling her that all I want from her is to know that she loves me. After waiting all day for a text that hadnt come, it was time for dinner, cake and presents.
My mom is an alcoholic, so is her boyfriend, and on my fucking BIRTHDAY, she was drunk (my brother was in jail at this time) . All my life I had been dealing with this, her constantly being drunk and sloppy. So this upset me, but I didn't show it, I was just quiet. We ate dinner, I stared blankly down at my plate as my mom and her boyfriend loudly ate their dinner. I finished the small amount I gave myself and waited for them to finish. So we all ate our food and it came time for cake and presents. I ate a small slice of cake as they devoured it.
#3267 - usmcoorah (11/07/2013) [-]
Then came presents. I opened the first present, which was from John (moms bf) , it contained guitar picks, fast fret, and a guitar strap. This was pretty cool, but I had no motivation to play the guitar recently. I appreciated the presents, but I had to force a "Thank you". Then came my moms present.
Natalie and I had sex frequently, always while my mom and john weren't home. (This has a point, I'll get to it.) We lived in a twin, and my neighbors could hear us having sex ,so they would tell my mom when they were all drunk together because it was funny.
My moms present was a box of tissues. While this would normally be hilarious and a very good present, this made my heart sink and I started to cry. I laughed and looked down at them with them in my lap, and started to tear up so much that I couldn't see. I couldn't hold it in any longer, so I leaned on my knee with my elbow and put my hand over my eyes. I cried for about 20 seconds, wiped my eyes, thought about my phone, looked at it, and I had a text. I eagerly opened up the text and saw that Natalie had texted me "You know I do.". This made my heart leap, but I knew it was the best to leave it at that, because I didn't believe her and talking to her would only make it hurt more.
Fast forward to February 24th, 2012. Natalie and I have started talking again. She had sent me the pages upon pages upon pages of "I'm sorry I love you" texts. At the time, I was still in a deep depression so I was going to take any comfort she was willing to give. My depression was making me naive.
This was the day she was coming back from a school trip of hers called "Kairos", some catholic school mumbo jumbo trip where you let your feelings out and get to know everyone.
#3283 - usmcoorah (11/07/2013) [-]
She comes back from Kairos and she asks to see me immediately after the trip, saying that the trip made her realize that I'm the only person who has ever legitimately cared for her, and I did, even more than I cared for myself.
So I go to her house that night and we talked about some things and she tells me that she never did anything with mikey. We started watching The Walking Dead, and of course when you spoon on a couch and you're a guy youre going to get a boner. So I get a boner and we end up having sex. We sex for a bit, then we end up falling asleep.
Her mom wakes us up on the couch at 2:30am and tells her that I need to go home. She picked me up prior to this and fell asleep with her contacts in, so she went upstairs to change her contacts and put glasses on. While shes upstairs, her phone vibrates on the table, so I unlock it and look through her texts. Every single person she had been texting was completely platonic, until I opened the Mikey folder.
I saw his name and my heart started racing. I open the folder and all I remember seeing was a bunch of " ;) " faces. I scrolled up and I stop it and my eyes land on a text from her that says "I can't wait to "close" with you again ;)". So my heart starts pounding and my ears start ringing, I feel my blood pulse through my arms more than it ever has before. I scroll up some more to a text from him and all I remember it saying was "the amazing sex we had that night on christmas eve ;)".
I feel my eyes pounding, my neck/back/chest all turned hot as fuck, and I started sweating. I was more mad than I had ever been in my life. I was dizzy and I was ready to kill her. Luckily it was late and I was able to contain myself somewhat. She comes downstairs and I say "Are you fucking kidding me?" the color flushes from her face and she says "what? whats wrong?". I tell her what I saw and she says "I'm so sorry Aaron I was going to tell you, we weren't together and it only happened once".
#3293 - usmcoorah (11/07/2013) [-]
(Which was complete bullshit, we broke up the day after new years.)
She kept trying to hug me and she kept saying how sorry she was.
I stormed out of her house with her phone in my hand and I started walking down the street to walk home and she kept grabbing me and saying "Aaron please dont leave I'm so sorry". I pulled away and kept walking but she grabbed me again, so I screamed at her "I swear to fucking god Natalie if you touch me one more time I'm going to hit you. Stop." So she let me go, I kept walking and she ran in front of me. Instead of hitting her, I punched her car window which then fell into her car door. (those fuckers really don't break). And she said "youre going to have to hit me if you want me to stop doing this" and I would never hit a woman, she knows this.
So I get in her car with her and I call her every name in the world and tear her apart completely for about two hours. Shes crying and I just don't care. The months of depression, how I felt that night, I wanted her to feel how I did.
She drops me off at about 5:30am at my friends house and I get out of her car without saying one word to her.
The next morning, I tell her to give me mikeys number, I call him and I tell him he can face me like a man, or I'll find him like the coward he is. And he pulls the "I'm not in highschool anymore." bullshit. (he was 23). So about a week later I find him walking out of work with Natalie. I wait for Natalie to go to her car which was about 6 spots or so down from his. Luckily for me, he was parked right next to a suburban. I wait for him to get close to his car and walk up behind him, turn him around and say "I'm giving you the chance to fight back right now, so put your hands up" and he says "Dude I'm not going to fight you I dont have a problem with you". I tell him to put his hands up one more time and he tries to open his car door. As hes grabbing for it I hit him in the forehead and he stumbles back and falls against a parking sign.
#3309 - usmcoorah (11/07/2013) [-]
He looks up at me and throws a really sloppy punch without much behind it. He misses me without me even moving. I hit him again this time in the nose and he falls on his ass. I get on top of him and put my hand on his throat and push him so his back is against the pavement. I put one knee on his left arm my other knee on his chest and put all my weight on my knees, then I hit him I dont know how many times. My hands were covered in blood and I had it splattered up my arms. I stopped hitting him when he stopped protecting himself. His nose was visibly broken as was his eye socket. I had also knocked a few teeth in. My knuckes were bleeding and cut from his teeth but I didnt care. I put my hand on his face and pushed the back of his head onto the pavement, looked him in the eyes and said "You will never speak to Natalie again, and if you tell anyone what happened, I'll kill you next time" (I realize how unrealistic that sounds, but I had adrenaline pumping through me). I stood up, walked behind his car, and natalie was driving past me. She looked at me, stopped, did a double take, and said something. I went over to the drivers side door, looked at her, and she was wearing my Marine Corps hoodie. The fucking audacity of this slut. I don't remember what she said, but I said "take my hoodie off." so she did and handed it to me.
Two weeks later, (its now March) I called Pacsun HQ in Anaheim, Ca. I reported that two employees have had sexual relations in store 220 of Springfield Pa. I gave them their names. I then emailed them the screenshots of the conversation I found on her phone. (This was proven because the phone numbers were displayed next to their names in the texts). Mikey, being a manager, wasn't allowed to have sexual relations with one of his employees, especially a sales rep.
A few days later she texts me and says "Uhh..Mikey got fired"
I haven't talked to her since.
#2804 - funferret (11/07/2013) [-]
I use to be a total and complete asshole to some people when I felt like it. And I stopped just because she wanted me to. We also originally met here on FJ and she moved to Wisconsin from Oregon last year to live with me. And when I asked her why she wanted to end it her answer was "It just lost feeling." And when I asked why it lost feeling she says she doesn't know. Basically life blows, but we need to keep going and hold our heads high hoping that shit gets better. The main reason I haven't killed myself is because I'm considerate of those whose lives may be affected by my death, and I've been making a joke at school that for my senior prank I'll hang myself in the commons. Little do they know, I actually am considering it. I also don't think I would have any problem with killing myself because I feel I have nothing to really look forward to anymore.
tl;dr I'm just a giant depressed faggot who puts on a good/positive image for others so that they don't think anything is wrong.
Be strong for mother Clarence.
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