I helped her get through being raped by one of her family members. As soon as everything began to go back to normal, she said she didn’t have a “passionate love for me.”
Aftermath: She was a drama queen. I bet none of it even happened. Pretty sure there was another guy the entire time.
This post was submitted by The Coach.
He called me from his (female) friend’s house and told me he was sleeping over there for the night. He never made plans to see me after that.
Aftermath: He wrote me a song and told me he loved me but I didn’t buy it.
This post was submitted by Savvy Hanako.
Two days before our six-month anniversary, she told me that she cheated on me with her ex on our five-month anniversary.
Aftermath: I dropped that whore. I can have better than that. She’ll realize what she did once this guy screws her over and she tries to crawl back to me.
This post was submitted by ScrewedOver.
After a year together, she went to hang out with another guy that was a “friend” and later told me he raped her. I caught on to some inconsistencies in her story and she finally admitted that she had cheated with him…more than once. So glad I found out before I did something I would have regretted.
Aftermath: It was over but she did stalk me after that and try to make me jealous by sleeping with anyone and everyone.
This post was submitted by anonymous.
best of secrets!
I am Irish. Red hair. Pale Skin. She is Irish. Red hair. Pale skin. We were together for 3 years when our first child was due to be born. When she went into labor I called all of our friends and family to let them know. They all swarmed to the hospital to see the birth of our son with very dark skin, and short, black, kinky hair.
Aftermath: My lawyer had the divorce paperwork going before her and the baby left the hospital. I don’t know or care what happened to her.
This post was submitted by Jeremy.