Like an 18 year old idiot, I hopped on a bus the week after I graduated and left home to go stay with my 26 year old online boyfriend. We had first met on a gaming site when I was 16 and we had talked on the phone and video chatted ever since that day. This move had been in the making for over a year and I had literally counted down the days. I couldn’t wait to be with my love in person, and to build the life we had dreamed of. My aunt and uncle had raised me ever since I was 3. My mom was a druggie who would rather sleep around and go on binges than take care of her child, so they took me in when she lost custody. They officially adopted me when I was 6 and they had always been my mom and dad. I loved them to death but I had to grow up and start to build a family of my own.
When I got there, things were a little different than I expected, and from what he had claimed them to be. The “nice place” he had was more like a decent motel at best and he barely worked part time. Even though I was a little dissapointed by the state of things when I got there, I decided to look past it and focus on us. This was our beginning, there was plenty of time for us to make more. When I finallt spoke with my parents to let them know where I was, they were so sad and dissapointed. My aunt actually cried and pleaded with me to come home. I tried to explain my side of things, but they just kept telling me how dumb I was being and demanding that I come home. I knew they wouldn’t understand and would try to stand in the way of our love, so I told them that I was an adult and could make my own decisions.
My sweet dreams slowly turned into a bad dream. My boyfriend spent ALL of his time gaming (outside of the 18 hours he worked every week). He had the poorest hygiene ever, and would only take a shower every few days at best. He smelled so bad sometimes that I would have to drop major hints for him to clean up. The apartment was always a mess, and I was the only one who ever cleaned. I found a job working at a department store and would put in 30+ hours on top of my full time schedule at school. I loved gaming, but I had real life dreams that I was working toward. We started arguing a lot because I was so tired of having to take care of the both of us. My breaking point came when I causght him taking naked pics of himself on his webcam. It turned out that he had been chatting with a couple other girls and carrying on an online relationship with one of them. I went into a rage. Here I had abandoned my family and friends, given up my life at home, to spend my time working my butt off just to keep us afloat. He acted like it was no big deal. He was very passive and smug about the whole situation, like him cheating was no big deal because it was online. I unplugged the power strip that was connected to all of his gadgets and the modem. He started screaming and knocled over a corner table. Then he told me to leave, to hitchhike if I had to, just get out and never come back. He said that he had never intended for us to be serious. That I was just one in his collection of online relationships, and that I had stuck around so long that he felt obligated to me. I was hurt but also strangely relieved. Like I had been released from the burden of this relationship. I packed my things and went to a hotel to stay. It took a few days, but I finally convinced my folks to drive down over the weekend and bring me home. All I could do was ride silently, apologizing every now and then and not arguin back against anything they said. I just wanted to be home. I realized that I had left hoping to start my own “real” family, but that I had had that all along in my aunt and uncle. That was further solidified in my mind when my uncle accepted a call from a co-worker and told him that he was taking a few days off next week to help get his daughter settled in at home.10,940 Comments
I know i’ll probably get hell for this, but I know the truth deep down inside……..When I turned 16, I started dating this guy named Jayce. He and I had been friends for a few years before we got together. On my birthday he showed up with balloons, flowers and my favorite candy. I thought it was so sweet, then he laid this huge kiss on me and sparks just flew. Jayce was nice, like really really nice. Sometimes it could get annoying listening to him cry whenever we had an argument or having to deal with him being pissed off because I didn’t respond to one of his sappy love texts. By mid October I had started to get fed up with the relationship and started thinking about breaking things off. One Saturday I went to the big corn maze with my best friend Courtney. That’s where I met Denny, the owner’s grandson. He showed us around and we hung out on the picnic grounds for a while. I knew right away that I had a crush on Denny and I felt horrible for it. I lied to Jayce later that night and told him that it had just been me and Courtney at the corn maze and that we had helped her mom with decorations for the rest of the evening. Over the next few weeks, I was back and forth between Jayce and Denny and I wasn’t sure exactly who I wanted. I liked both of them; I felt good with Jayce but excited with Denny, like they both had some of what I wanted in a guy. I managed to keep either of them from finding out about the other and I started to get comfortable with things. At first Denny and I didn’t do anything but make out, but one night things got out of hand and we ended up going all the way. I didn’t tell anyone because I felt guilty, but then the worst thing possible happened and I found out that I was pregnant right. I was sick, not from being pregnant but the idea that I had ha sex with Jayce and Denny around the same time. I told Jayce and he was shocked but promised to be supportive of whatever I decided. I didn’t say anything to Denny because I didn’t want to scare him off, even though I secretly hoped the baby was his. After another month, I finally came clean to Denny and told him that I was pregnant. I couldn’t hide it much longer and I wanted to see if things could work out how I had imagined them between us. I loved and appreciated everything that Jayce had done for me but I really wanted to be with Denny. I called Jayce and told him that the baby wasn’t his and that I had been cheating for a while. I put it on thick so we could make a clean break. He went into one of his fits and started crying and stuff, so I told him that I had to go to the doctors and that we would talk when I got home. I didn’t have an appointment, instead I went over to talk to Denny and tell him everything. He seemed really surprised and just kept shaking his head and burying his face in his hands. I waited for that money when he would declare his love for me and say that we were going to be together as a family, but all he said was that he wanted to talk to his family first. I left excited for our next step. That feeling didn’t last long because everything fell apart that night. For some reason, Denny’s mom took it upon herself to call my mom and talk to her about the situation. I hadn’t even told my mom about me messing around with Denny and hadn’t told her I was pregnant yet! She thought it was a joke at first but when she found out it was real, she went crazy! Denny’s mom asked her to pass on the message that he wasn’t going to have anything to do with this situation. That he was too young to be mixed up in this mess. I was devastated. I felt lost and alone. I called Denny but he just picked up and said it wasn’t his baby and asked me never to call again. I broke down. My dream was destroyed. I tried to call Jayce to apologize and see if we could work things out but he just called me a lying slut and a b!tch! Now neither of them are speaking to me and I am 6 months pregnant right now, doing it by myself because they won’t step up to the plate. I’m having a paternity test done as soon as my baby is born to prove what I already know. I know for a fact that I hadn’t had sex with Jayce for like 1-2 weeks, and I had sex that one time with Denny and less than a week later boom I’m pregnant! I know how things work. Denny is going to be a great dad if he would follow his heart like I did.11,204 Comments
It is because of some lying scheming female named Allison that I barely get to see my brother anymore. It’s like once or twice a year if I’m lucky. It all started a year ago when my brother Benji started sophomore year and I started my freshmen year of high school. This girl named Allison transferred in to our school from out of the district so no one really knew much about her. She and my brother started hanging out a lot and then they decided to be boyfriend and girlfriend. Allison was always babysitting her little one-year-old brother Jose, like every day! She would bring him with her when she came to our house or Benji would have to go over there because Jose was napping so she couldn’t leave. Everything seemed okay for a while, then my brother started getting weird phone calls on his cell. It was some guy who was just yelling and cursing and threatening to kick Benji’s ass. My parents had his number changed but the calls started up again a few days later. At that point, we were almost certain that it was someone he knew or a fried playing a joke, but it was so much worse.
One night Allison shows up at our house, crying and asking to speak to Benji. She told him that they needed to talk, and it was during this talk that Allison told him that the guy calling him everyday was Antonio, her ex-boyfriend. Then she dropped the bombshell: Jose was not her little brother, he was her son! Apparently, she had gotten pregnant at like 13, so her mom moved her to another city and acted as though the baby was her’s so Allison could have a normal high school experience. Antonio had stayed behind in Bay Ridge, about 2 hours north. He had gone to juvi for robbery and assault for 2 years. Now that he was getting out, he wanted to get back into Allison and Jose’s lives. She said that she had full custody of the baby and wanted nothing to do with Antonio. We thought everything would be okay. Then one day a group of guys jumped my brother after basketball practice. One of the guys kicked my brother in the face and told him he better leave his girl Allison alone or it would get worse. Benji’s jaw was dislocated, he had a cracked rib, and was in tons of pain. He stayed in the hospital for two weeks and Allison kept coming by and crying, and trying to involve herself in family discussions. Benji’s friend came by one day to tell him that Allison and Antonio had never broken up, and she had been talking to him and visiting him in jail the whole time she was with Benji. She just thought she wouldn’t get caught and could keep her lies straight. But this world is too small and Antonio’s cousin ended up being best friend’s with one of Benji’s good friends, and that’s how everything was found out and Benji got hurt.
My mom was so worried about Benji that she decided to send him to live with our grandparents in Hawaii! I was numb when they told me. We only visited them once a year, and they would fly out every now and then, so now I’d only be seeing my brother a few times a year?! I said that I wanted to go too, but my mom said that I was doing well in school and two teenagers would be too much for our grandparents, so I had to stay behind. I have never cried so hard than I did the day Benji left. To make things a million times worse, I saw Allison and Antonio hugged up and making out in the mall the next weekend. Guess she wasn’t too broken up over Benji moving away when she had her baby daddy back! I hate her, she took my brother from me all because she thought she was slick enough to slut around and not get caught.2,379 Comments
I dated Harry for over three years and I thought he was the one. We took things slow at first and really got to know each other. He became so much more than a boyfriend. he was my best friend, someone who meant the world to me. Harry and I loved to travel, and with us both having jobs in web and graphic design, we mostly telecommuted, so we could work from anywhere. There were so many times where I just sat back and smiled, in disbelief that this was really my life. One instance was when we were sitting on the back porch of a Hawaiian beach house we had rented for the week, and another was at around 1 AM one night in a Las Vegas hotel suite. I just couldn’t believe that I was making great money working for myself, could travel whenever I wanted, and had the love of my life right there with me. Things just got better from there and we eventually moved in together.
Harry and I ended up working on a big project together that took several months and kept us busy. We didn’t have as much free time as we did before, and Harry was on the go and in and out of town working on his other projects. He dropped a few hints here and there that he might be proposing soon, and I was so excited about it. Harry was terrible at keeping secrets and could never execute a surprise without letting at least one detail slip.
One evening, I was on the telephone with the client from the project Harry and I worked on together. He had a few questions for Harry and asked that I forward some files to him. I ran into our office and got on Harry’s computer to send the email. There was already a message open and all it said was “Now, does this look like I miss you or what?! xoxo.” Below was a pic of some girl in her underwear, looking totally desperate. I checked and rechecked to make sure that I was really in Harry’s email account. I then had to sit there in shock as I read through their disgusting messages, all while maintaining my composure for the client on the phone. It turned out that Harry was actually good at keeping secrets and scheming, even going so far as to send her emails that said “EMAIL ONLY. We are working in the office today.” That would have been around the time when we were busiest with the project we were working on together, and we would spend long days working in our home office. Everything I knew of this amazing man had been a lie. He had been carrying on another relationship for at least 6-7 months. Had it been longer? Had there been others? I confronted Harry the second he got home. At first he was angry that I had been in his email account, then he started with the excuses. He finally settled on it being his friend that had been using his email (which made absolutely no sense). He refused to talk about it beyond that, sticking to it being a friend of his who had sent the messages, but refusing to actually name the friend. He tried reversing the situation back on me, saying that it was a huge problem that I couldn’t trust him and that he couldn’t be with someone like that. His efforts to divert the attention away from the fact that he had been sleazing around for a good chuck of our time together were pathetic. I wasn’t stupid and I wasn’t going to be made out to be a fool. I told him to call whoever his friend was who was using his email to hook up with women, and tell him that he was responsible for us breaking up. I left that night, leaving my dream behind and heading back into the real world.2,906 Comments
Last week should have been one of the most important and exciting weeks of my life. Instead, it ended up being one of the worst, a pain like I’ve never felt before. I’m a gay man and I live in California. My partner Alexander and I had been together for 4 years and he was my everything. He had always said that he would rush to the altar if he ever had the chance to marry me, so with the Supreme Court’s decision on Prop 8 last week, I was sure that we would finally get that chance. When we first heard the ruling, we celebrated with friends and kept telling each other ‘I love you.’ The whole thing felt so surreal. San Francisco county was the only one in the state issuing marriage licenses almost right away and even into the weekend. We only live about 4 hours away from the city, so I figured we could drive down and get married. I proposed the idea to Alex and he immediately changed his whole attitude toward us being married. He starts saying how we weren’t ready, and that we were content just the way we were. He had done a complete 180 degree turn on me. I was so disappointed, all this time and he never really intended on marrying me. He probably figured that he had plenty of time to toy around with my emotions and tell me anything that he wanted while gay marriage was still illegal here, because he could always use that as his excuse. Now he didn’t have any excuses, except to give me some generic line about us not being ready. I told him that wasn’t good enough for me. I wanted to know his real reason for not wanting to marry me. I pushed and pushed for the truth until I think I pushed too far, because Alex went off. He started going into this rant about not wanting to be married. He said that he enjoyed the freedom he had and wanted to always have the option of just picking up and taking off without any legal obligations to anyone. He said that he would never want someone to have a claim to half of anything! He loved love, but wanted to experience it with different people. I was so baffled by it all, because none of it made sense when compared to everything Alex had said up until this point. So he was just some player, who knew just what to say to make a guy putty in his hands, and I was nothing more than another one of his “experiences.”4,391 Comments
This just happened about a month ago, right before the end of my freshman year of college. I know that I’m young and life will go on but I’m just so hurt by the whole situation. I’ll try to keep this short…..
I knew Kyle from around town but never actually hung out with him much in high school. We went to different high schools but had crossed paths throughout the years. We were always cordial with each other and would sometimes flirt, but never anything beyond that. We both ended up going to state university about 40 minutes outside of town. A lot of students from our high schools either go there or to the private university in town, so we stay close. Kyle and I ended up having a history class together. At first, we just said hi and made small talk, but eventually we were going out for lunch after class and studying together. We hooked up one night and he asked me to be his girlfriend. I was so excited to be in a relationship and happy it was with someone I thought I knew.
In January, my best friend Ashley transferred from the private university to state. I was even happier now because that girl was like my sister and it was so glad to be close to her again. Ashley, Kyle and I ended up taking a few classes together and we had a blast. College was great!
With final exams approaching, Kyle and I were studying in his room together a lot. One night, he decided to take a break and get a quick nap. I stayed up to put the finishing touches on a paper and organize my physics notes. I opened Kyle’s laptop so that I could run a videocast of an old lecture to double check something that I didn’t quite get. I was halfway through when one of his tabs started blinking. I wouldn’t have even bothered to open it had it not kept distracting me. I clicked the tab and saw a chat log open, with a new message that read “get up and get over here now if you can. I miss you!” No….no….something had to be wrong here. I knew that screen name, I actually had a chat open with that very person right now. My best friend Ashley was telling my boyfriend to come over? She had just popped into chat and asked me what I was up to. I told her that I was working on my paper but never mentioned that I was at Kyle’s place. So she had taken that as the perfect opportunity to hook up with him. But according to the chat log, it wasn’t the first time, and he was just as guilty as she was. They had devised the whole chat idea so that there was never any evidence in their phones. I had only used Kyle’s laptop once before, so I’m sure he never thought that he would get caught.
It turns out that they had been secretly dating since November of last year. He was the reason that she had transferred. They said that they accidentally fell in love and couldn’t help how they felt. Each and every day, they had smiled in my face all while scheming behind my back. I’m broken and can’t trust anyone. I feel so alone and dread having to return to school in the fall.1,637 Comments