Last year, I was a senior in high school and I worked at a breakfast chain restaurant which was where I met my crazy ex-boyfriend.
I only had 4 more months left of school and my life was going at full speed. I was happy and single until my ex-boyfriend started working with me. I was a hostess and he was a server. We flirted non-stop like little children then eventually, we became official.
[Worst God Damn Decision of my Life...]
My ex-boyfriend has wealthy parents. They paid for his $1,400 apartment, monthly. He’s now 21 and will be 22 within the next month, has never been to school and has trained in the marines only to drop out of training because he fails at life and just wants to wait for his parents to die so he can inherit their wealth. (not actually making that up.) ANYWAYS….
The craziness started when he told me that he loved me within 2 weeks of us being together, adding on another 2 weeks he told me that he can see within the future and said that if we “play out cards right” we would get married. Really now? Continuing on, he would eventually strip away my privacy (looked through my texts, no guy friends, I could only hang out with him only) and as a result, I lost all of my friends. All of them.
Eventually it became so bad that when I tried to end our relationship in a cordial matter, he would start yelling and screaming at me, shouting terrible untrue things about me and later on he punched a hole through his parent’s bathroom door. In addition to this bullshit, he cheated on me twice throughout our relationship but he denied it although it was blatantly obvious. The second time he cheated on me was the worst and definitely the last. He left me to be with some girl who goes to some tech school (currently lives with her) WHILE WE WERE STILL TOGETHER. Face palming it right there, literally.
HOWEVER, he was a weird freaking kid and I found a picture of him in his spandex humping a pillow with a caption saying “In it to Win it.” I sent it to everyone I knew. Revenge is sweet.