A so-called friend introduced me to Gavin. She kept going on and on about how great he is and how he saved her from some sort of bad situation.
When me & Gavin started talking,he was in the military and stationed in Germany. He had leave coming up soon and would be home for a month, so we made plans to meet up. We got quite close during the time he was waiting to come back home on leave. We spoke on a regular basis and really hit it off on the phone.
So finally the time came for him to come back home. We made plans to spend a lot of time together, since his family home was only an hour away. My friend guaranteed me he was a safe person, so we decided to hang out at my house and I cook him dinner. That first day went very well, so we spent time over my house quite a lot after that. Although we hadn’t had sex yet, we soon decided to become official and not see anyone else, although the “boyfriend/girlfriend” terms were hard to label as he lived in Germany due to the military, but still we decided not to see anyone else. He made promises of leaving the military for good once he’s done his time and how he was looking forward to us being a proper couple and talking about all the things he wanted us to do in the future etc etc.
I had to work during the evening and allowed him to stay in my house while I was working and told him to make himself at home (use my computer, eat, watch tv..whatever he wanted) So one night I came home from work and he was on the phone, he made it sound hush hush so I left the room to respect his privacy. When he got off the phone he said it was his Sargent and had to leave immediately as something had happened. He said he had to catch the next train to London. I obviously said it was okay and I rang a taxi firm to get him to the train station asap. Something was off with the way he was acting, but I put it to the back of my mind.
So he was soon off and I called my “friend” who introduced us. I told her what happened and she sounded shocked. She said “it’s 12am, London trains stopped running an hour ago” I was not impressed with being lied to. So I got on my computer and decided to look at the history. And that was when I found the truth. While I was at work, Gavin had been on websites for casual sex meet up flings and also, a particular website that made me literally puke, it was a website for older rich men looking for young toyboys (he was the so called toyboy).
So this great guy who I was getting close to and starting to plan a future with, was on a website not only to meet up with random women for casual sex, but was also on a website looking to get bummed by a old man (silver daddy they call it apparently). I phoned him and told him what I found and went absolutely mental at him and he tried to say how it was a window pop-up when he went onto another site,…HOWEVER, his damn user name was logged into both of those sites and I was able to read all sorts of messages between him and all these other people. As soon as I told him that, the phone was quickly disconnected. I later got an email from him saying how I invaded his privacy and how he can’t be with anyone he doesn’t trust and I had no right to look at his webpage history. I told him not to ever make contact with me ever again or else I would make public everything he was up to. Luckily,I haven’t heard a word from him since.
I am so grateful I never had sex with him, I’m more than grateful actually.. I am f*cking over the damn moon that it never happened.
and as for that friend who introduced us? After it all happened, she then decides to tell me how she didn’t really know him that well…so yeah, I haven’t spoken to her since either.
I dated Ryan for 8 months and thought he was a great guy. We were both in our early thirties and wanted to take our time with the relationship, no pressure. We would have so much fun together, whether we were having a night in or going on some crazy adventure together. He gave me plenty of space, so I never felt like he was too clingy. It all just seemed so nice, almost too good to be true. One phone call changed all of that. I went from the happiest I have been in years to a complete mess.
It was a Saturday afternoon and I was waiting for Ryan to come over to my place. We were going to go walk the lake and maybe grab an early dinner or something. He was about two hours late and I was getting annoyed. I called him a few times but he never answered. I got a call from a number I didn’t know and when I answered there was so much commotion going on in the background that I had trouble making out what the caller was saying. It turned out to be Ryan who was crying and in a panic. I had never heard him sound like that before and I was sure that something terrible had happened. He just kept repeating that he was sorry, and asked me to come down to the police station with my checkbook. He said that he had a lot of explaining to do, and didn’t want me to talk to anyone until we had the chance to talk first. Freaking out, I grabbed everything and headed downtown to the station.
I get down there and there is a mobile unit, paddy wagons, and cops everywhere. It was chaotic. I went to the front desk and told them who I was there for. She directed me to the mobile unit, where I found out that my awesome boyfriend had been arrested in a prostitution sting, for soliciting sex. Oh, and on top of that, he had specifically requested a girl who was 18. I was sick and I wanted to kill him. How long had all of this been going on?! This didn’t seem like Ryan at all. Something had to be wrong. I spent a few hours down the block securing his bail bond, then went back to the station to start the process of getting Ryan released. I wanted an explanation for everything. I wanted him to look me in the eyes and see the pain he caused. I went to the officer at the desk in the mobile unit and asked about Ryan. He goes into their booking system and looks confused. He said that Ryan had been released about an hour ago. I asked how that could be if he didn’t have a bond. He says that he remembers Ryan and that his wife had been called and came down to bail him out. He told me that he apologized for any confusion and suggested that I call them so that I could get an update on everything. I must have looked like I got hit by a train, because the officer asked if I was okay. I just nodded and thanked him as I choked back tears. I couldn’t even wait until I got to my car, I broke down on the front steps of the police station. I called Ryan, I went by his place, but he was nowhere to be found. I must have been calling him like a maniac, but still nothing. I sat on the couch and cried for the rest of the evening. I was too embarrassed to call anyone and couldn’t even figure out how I felt about everything. Ryan had been caught trying to hire a prostitute, so he was cheating on me, but he wasn’t just cheating on me with a prostitute, he was cheating on his WIFE with me. He was married. No wonder there was no pressure, because that’s the last thing he wanted was some girl fighting for all of his time when he had a wife! I got a text message from Ryan at 1:00 AM that read “Sorry babe. The cops mistook me as a John or something in some kind of sting. I’m getting it cleared up now but I’m in holding so I can’t talk on my phone. I will come over as soon as I get out of here, hopefully by late morning. Love you babe. Forever!” I was so mad that I exploded at that point. Yesterday, I would have easily believed Ryan’s story but today I knew how much of a monster he really was. I told him that I knew everything. An hour passed, then I get another text from him that says “Don’t call me. Lose my number. Seriously” Ha, so much for forever!
When I met Ross it was love at first sight. We just clicked and within a few months we had moved in together and got engaged. Ross had gotten divorced 3 years before we met and was in a bad custody fight with his ex-wife over their 6 year old twins, a girl named Maddie and a boy named Max. They lived 4 hours away with their mom so I never got to meet them early in the relationship. I had a son named Eli who was 4. His father had never really been in the picture so having Ross in his life was a blessing. He stepped right in and took over as dad, and it was amazing to watch them together. Ross was back and forth for custody hearings, then one day he came back home happier than I had ever seen him. He had succeeded in getting full custody of the twins . Their mom was an awful woman, who put booze, drugs, and men ahead of her own children. She had already lost custody of an older child she had before she met Ross. Ross hated that he even had to leave his kids with her in the first place, but they were awarded temporary joint custody in the divorce pending the CPS investigation, and he was forced to relocate for his job or lose an amazing position with great benefits.
Ross drove up the following weekend and spent the next week getting the kids packed and prepared for the move. When they got here, Eli was so excited because he finally had a brother and a sister, but things changed the very first day. First, we lived in a 3 bedroom house. Ross and I were in the master bedroom and Eli had his bedroom and the other smaller room as his little play room.With the twins there now, Eli was going to be sharing a room with Max and lost his playroom entirely to Maddie. Ross even let her come in and decide that she wanted the walls to be painted a pale pink, covering all of the doodles Eli had done. I was upset, but I could understand that we all had to make changes to our living arrangements. Over the next few months, I watched as Eli went from the center of Ross’ universe, his best little buddy, to being just another member of the group. Ross didn’t make the effort to make Eli feel special like he did before the twins arrived and it made me resent Ross and the kids. There were so many times that I suggested we get Ross’ aunt to watch the twins so we could take Eli out on one of his special days life before, but he would say there was no way that he was going to leave the twins out. Things got even worse when Ross drove the twins back to their hometown to visit their mom. Max had been asking for months to go to this theme park about 30 minutes outside of the city, so Ross surprised them and took them for a day of fun before they came back home that weekend. I was livid! So, it wasn’t okay to take Eli out on a special day but it was just fine to decide to take just the twins to the theme park without inviting my son. I saw clearly what was happening and I didn’t like it one bit. Ross and I argued for most of his drive home and it got worse when they finally got back. I said I was sick and tired of our lives having to be put on hold or changed completely for the twins. We had been doing just fine as a little family before, and now Eli and I were supposed to just sit back and have our whole lives changed around to accommodate his kids. I said that he thought I was better than that and that all the kids were his top priority. We continued to fight like this over the next few weeks, then out of nowhere, Ross just comes home and says that him and the twins were going to be moving out and that we needed to separate. He said that he wanted to provide a safe and happy home for the kids, and wouldn’t be able to do so with us fighting all the time. He proved just what I had known all along: that when it came to the twins, me and Eli didn’t mean much and definitely weren’t a priority. I was crushed but just picked up and focused on my son. One day I will meet the right man who will devote all of himself to Eli and be the father figure he needs.
My first serious relationship was with this guy, we’ll call him D for d*ck! Anyway, we met on the bus for school and we just started talking, and he wouldn’t stop talking about his horrible relationship and how much he was done with her BS. Weeks later, he broke it off with her and we were together. Things were great! Hid his age, but when it came out, my dad couldn’t care less it seemed. I was happy in love, and things got serious when he took my v-card. But he was forceful with the sex, and it wasn’t romantic. But I didn’t care, I had a serious boyfriend! I’d call him to see how he was and always want him over to see me. Fast forward to Halloween of ’11, we were trick or treating with friends, that ditched us and we met up with some girl, call her S for slut, that could not keep her whore eyes off my boyfriend. After that, he’d always want to be near S, and he was shady about it. His truck was even seen at her house for about 3 days straight! Things got bad, and we didn’t talk for days. Finally, he came over to talk and I knew what was coming. He dumped me for the skank he met on Halloween. That was 2 years ago, and he’s been from girl to girl, and I’ve been better off without him in my life!
He called me for $700 to buy a van. A week later we were supposed to meet for lunch, but he didn’t call me. By 1pm, I called, and he said, “This just isn’t working out. But can we still be friends?!” And no, he hasn’t paid me back nor seems to think he did anything wrong…
Two weeks ago I made the best decision of my life. I started seeing this guy from a dating website. We went on 4 dates before he asked me to be exclusive, and not to date or sleep with anyone else. Everything was great until I invited him over to my best friends house for a meet and greet. The first thing that rubbed me the wrong way was that he helped himself into my bff’s fridge and started making a meal with out notifying anyone. He didn’t even ask. The least he could have done was make one for everyone, but he helped himself to the fridge. Later that night he called a bunch of his friends over to my best friends house with out asking if it was ok. No one knew he called and let friends over to someone’s house you just met. You just don’t do things like that. I found out later late I heard he was buying more pills.
We didn’t see much each other after that because I was appalled by his behavior. The next weekend was my birthday and my bff, had fiancee and the guy I was seeing came to party. My ex ended up taking my purse and shoes into his car and drive off. Completely out of nowhere, he just up and left and drove a way absolutely drunk as can be. He refused to answer his phone at this point. I wasn’t going to walk home with no keys or shoes. That was the third flag. I eventually got back my belongings., and left his in the hall by my apartment.
That night after my birthday I caught him snorting Oxycontin of my coffee table so I told him that was it, and I never wanted to speak to him again. I’m not interested in drug addicts.
Fast forward to Saturday July the 9th I told him to stop harassing me and I’d call the police if he continued to do so. I went on vacation to find my house broken into after I got home along with text messages that he was the one who broke into my house. 400+ texts were sufficient enough evidence to get him arrested on criminal harassment, Not to mention the million emails. When a girl says she doesn’t want to talk to you, take the hint!
He is now in jail where he belongs with criminal harassment, theft, damage of property and is now barred for using any electronic devises. for 18 months. Stay away from Dating sites!. They’re Nothing but trouble!!! Funny thing I was only with him just over a month. Looks like a trip to the funny farm after he gets out of jail.