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So, I'm 13, and my hormones got the best of me and I proceeded to vent out my rage in this thing: https://iiwiars.com/legal-drama/anarchists-communists-punks-arise
I feel so bad now because I said some depraved-ass shit, and then this one anonymous person commented, "dude, ur 100% right, fuck em all, i agree on every level, fuck every single one of them, they deserve some fucking accountability, and until we get it, life wont ever be happy, its bad enough the shit some people already carry without all this, i have had it with all these cunts, and idk why but we seem so emotionally attached to this fuckass earth, when everything seems hopeless and like nothings gunna change, why continue fighting when resistance is futile, why not free urself, its hard to understand"
And because I was still angry as fuck, I said, "I know, right? Let's rape 'em back!" I'm so sorry, please, I really regret this now and maybe I should keep feeling bad I said such a nasty thing, I hate myself so much. Then they said, "I know, right? Let's rape 'em back!" Then I was getting scared because they weren't calming down, because if you saw the post, most folks were telling me to calm down and not be so violent-minded as it won't fix the thing like how fire + fire just burns everything. I asked their age and they said they were 18, I told my age as "...I'm turning 14...".
And this is where shit hits the stratosphere, they say, "wow, you learned alot early... much younger". I shat myself in fear, because from many girl YouTubers like Illymation, I remember how some older people would tell girls like me with vulnerabilities (I think I'm a neurotypical to an extent, but I've not gotten any diagnosis yet, sorry if I sound weird) that their hateful ideas in a fit of rage are "the correct view", and then groom them to do horrible stuff. I didn't respond anything after seeing it. Was I gonna be groomed, and what does grooming look like? I'm scared. Should I be scared?
Please tell me I did something smart and not stupid and I'm gonna be safe, because I told I don't live in USA, and I didn't mention where I live as in specific coordinates and Google Maps links to my house, but I don't wanna be groomed. I don't wanna see some weird 18 y/o's pictures of their naked body being sent to me somehow (I didn't show my email), or be blasted with s-x messages or be found out and touched or worse. I've already seen far too many lady YouTubers fall into this when they were my age and I don't wanna too. If my dad or mom says "You're smart for your age, smarter than me!" I'm fine because they've never done anything but if it's a stranger without my parents I'm scared. Don't worry, it was one person, but at night I was shivering because the room was super cold and praying when I told them my age they'd be like, "oh shit I'll stop I'm sorry", not this. Please tell me I did a smart thing, I'm 13.5, a girl and I'm not gonna be hurt. Like, this has never happened before in the site, this is my first time. I hope not to get traumatized by this in the future when I'm older, because I thankfully didn't receive a text or photo that was scary. Most of the time on it, people are anonymous but would normally ask me to stop, calm down, see things from a different perspective, flat out say no or ask me to get help. Again, was I about to be groomed?
Because I thought it was gonna be another 13 y/o being as angry as me, and what if my vent was wrong? I've seen so many girl YouTubers talk about being groomed by older teens like the person I spoke to, Illymation was in a relationship with a dude I think 5-7 years older, and he abused her and sent her photos and messages when she was my age, and so much happened. She got admitted to a psych ward, but she felt safer venting to him, he was spamming hurtful things to her (she had the screenshots and showed a few on YT), and one time after he inappropriately touched her when she was 18 in a theater, and when she tried to tell the cops, that man is still out there. And she even met his other "girlfriend" whom he was cheating with on from Illymation.
Why does every girl my age, usually, deal with conversations like THAT with random people or men (mostly) online or IRL, no matter how hard they dodge it? Is this a canon event? B-tch I barely SURVIVED. I'm not gonna tell mom yet though. Was it really grooming? But holy shit, I got my mom's "danger detector" genes, hehe. Long before I was born and mom worked in USA for a bit, she lived in New York, where she wanted to take a metro with a friend but then one scary dude came behind them slowly, holding a hand in his pocket, and they both took another metro, and mom tells me she could've gotten mugged.
I feel since becoming a mom, I am more socially awkward in mixed company. I’ve always been social but have really changed in the last year. Mostly because I don’t have much to discuss other than typical baby stories, which I know not everyone is interested in; and that’s ok. I get overwhelmed by the news and social media so I’m not too caught up on the latest. A sweet old lady from church has come alongside me and has really been helping me spiritually. She hosts small gatherings at her house every month with the best layout and I always enjoy myself (I go baby-free). She really has a heart for hosting and everything is so lovely. Lately, I have found myself not really talking to anyone at these lil parties. Not to make it a “high school cafeteria” scene. I think it’s more me. It’s a laid-back environment with other ladies and I can never seem to hold a conversation. I feel myself get awkward and my brain goes blank. I need help. What are good questions to keep the conversation going without having to turn to “how are the kids?” What can I ask when I feel a lull in the conversation? I have had small talk with many of these women before so I would really like to have a “deeper” conversation than just “I’m fine and you? Oh ok bye.
Hello,
I am a young man.
I am 19 years old and I live in Afghanistan.
This is my second letter on this site.
In my previous letter, I asked for financial help. Some kind people suggested solutions such as scholarships and remote online work.
First of all, please forgive me if this letter makes you feel sad. I know this site is mainly created for expressing emotions, but please understand that I am in very difficult circumstances, which is why I came here to share my story. I truly have no other option. In the place where I live, access to local or international aid is very limited.
Let me tell my story from the beginning.
Since childhood, I have struggled with depression and mental health problems because my parents were constantly fighting. My father had a very controlling and dictatorial role in our home. I managed to finish school with great difficulty and hardship.
Now my father is suffering from heart diseases and is no longer able to work. As you may already know, job conditions in Afghanistan are extremely poor and worrying. More than 90% of people here live below the poverty line.
Continuing my education is very important to me. If circumstances allow, I want to continue studying and become a good artist. I am deeply interested in literature and sometimes I write poetry as well. However, my family’s severe financial situation has pushed me far away from all my dreams.
I know that relying on others is not the right thing to do, but I am truly forced to do this out of necessity. Please, if you are able, do not forget me in your help. By helping me, you will not only make me happy but will also bring relief and happiness to my entire family.
I read your comments carefully, and if you are willing to cooperate or help, please send me a message on the following WhatsApp number:
+93792262890
Long live humanity and kindness.
I'm in my last year of middle school and since 5th grade I've been friends with these two girls which i love so so much and I'd do anything for (I'll call them girl 1 and girl 2 from here). Since this school year started we've been the perfect trio but for some reason they keep pushing me away. I did confront girl 1 (i feel like she would understand more because she went through this in the past) and she did say she's closer with the girl 2, but that she still likes me a lot, as her other friend (important is that at the time i also had a crush on her but i got over it). For a week it was great again but after that it happened again and i was pushed aside. I feel so awful when they talk with eachother and all i can do is stare because they are seatmates. Anyway, I've tried hangung out with other people as well, which i think makes it a bit better, i was a total outcast and now there are more people talking with me, but i still feel shitty and selfish because girl 1 is going through way more then i go through and i feel like i just look for attention. I try to leave them behind because all they do is hurt me and fortunately I'm leaving for high-school in less then half a year in another city, but i also feel like crying everytime i see them not talking to me even though i am right there as well. (Also i am doing much better for a couple of weeks now because my boyfriend is the sweetest guy ever and he helps me through this)
I am 19 years old and I live in Afghanistan.
I have lost my father, and as the eldest son of my family, a heavy responsibility now rests on my shoulders. Our financial situation has become extremely difficult, and with each passing day I feel that continuing my education is slipping further out of reach.
If I do not receive financial support, I will be forced to leave my studies and take on hard, exhausting labor simply to help my family survive. Leaving school would not just mean giving up my education; it would mean saying goodbye to the dreams I have worked toward for many years.
You who have come here to listen to the heartfelt words of others are surely compassionate and kind people. I humbly ask that if you are able to help me in any way, please do not withhold your support. Even the smallest contribution could bring great hope into my life and prevent me from having to abandon my education.
Your helping hand could be the strength that keeps me on the path of learning and building a better future. I sincerely thank you for your kindness and attention.
fuck the dumb government. Racism, genocide, robbery, kidnapping, transphobia, murder, all those nasty shitty things. You are right, this world is a hellscape. Just wondering, but maybe try finding any anarchic groups, because fuck the goddamn government! Kill trump! (those who wanna kill Trump , also I made the emojis yellow because I fucking hate the brown, black and white bullshit from the filthy humans, what good have we done to our Mother Earth? Too bad I'm a kid not living in USA, but if I had the chance, I'd nuke the full Earth. I'd wish the world got hit with an asteroid, and I'd die along with it. Pucci was right, the world I flawed, if he were real, he could've fixed it with the reset. But for now, let's just hope Trump dies. Stalin was right for communism! Look at Vietnam today, they're all peaceful! In fact, we need to start hope. We need a new mass group to hold protests in USA, because as of now it's the most powerful nation, to spread peace and be ruthless to those who don't chose the bad ones. We must show niceness with ruthlessness. We need to free the people of Gaza from that orange faggot. Too bad I'm a kid living elsewhere, so I can't do shit. What I can do when I'm older is advocate for equal treatment, which you hate everyone, treat them all badly. I wish I could burn the world, burn everyone, burn myself, and just...the universe would be healthy. I mean, come on, aren't my ideas good? What has kindness done, nothing! Gandhi died. Ho Chi Minh died. The British got to live like the motherfuckers they are, and now, NOW, they're only suffering, but not as much as my poor nation which has too many poor people because of their FAT ASSES SHITTING ON WHAT WAS BEAUTIFUL. if I was on Tumblr, I'd be loved. if I was in Britain, I'd join the punks and goths, who all agree with me, I'd be chain-smoking, nude-walking, berating, side-eyeing and yelling in protests about how broken the world is and how this can fix it. I'd murder Trump successfully, I'd kill those white guys who hurt those innocents in Gaza, I'd sign petitions to divide the USA into The Republic Nation and Democratia. Fucking murder ICE so badly, they should suffer the same as us, those horrible, disgusting fuckers. Fucking N*zis. You're right, this world is a hellscape. I want everyone to die except those who tell the truth like you and advocate for justice, not this demonic pieces of sh*t. Fuck
There is a cosplay event I wanna go to, and I'm excited because I've never cosplayed. But mydad may be in Qatar soon, so when mom says "I don't know", I'm the smart one for saying "It can't happen". She says he could come back earlier, but for the moment, I give up. Actually, for the next 3 months, I'll quit before I try. It's best anyways. Mom can't drive to Abu Dhabi on her own, she's too scared. It's pointless, anyways. I've failed far too many times, in a few years only, I'll reach 0. there may be creeps or someone who could do bad stuff to me, and Abu Dhabi is 1 hr away from my house, she's scared of driving that far, and who knows, maybe Joseph's hair is too tough even with hairspray and styling, and even then, I don't think I can go anyways because a disaster may happen. It's okay. I've failed exams, I've failed 2 art competitions already, I lack friends even though it's been many years to even have one, I look bad anyways, I'm stupid, so the best thing is to just wake up, brush my teeth, watch YouTube, and call it a day. I'll not even watch JoJo with mom, it's a dumb anime anyways.
I'll do what other kids do on weekends, wake up, brush teeth, watch videos for hours, eat food, watch some more videos, sleep, walk around in the house, watch some more, eat snacks, watch more. I did it for 2 months of summer break, and even though I hated it, I'm used to it. There's no use wishing for a unicorn, especially when a horse feels impossible too. Johnny Joestar became below 0, he was in the negative, he hated it, but he's used to it. It's impossible to even have a cow, that's how stupid this shit is. It's okay, I'm a failure anyways. I thought life would be more humble because I wasn't very successful, just decent, so it's fine. Failure becomes painless, and painlessness increases when you don't hope and you don't even try. My Johnny doll will probably suck in the future when I finish him, so I won't finish. Johnny at least had Gyro. I've never had anyone my age for 7 years, so why bother trying to dress up, trying to succeed in exams this time, finish Johnny, or even try anything new? It's pointless, anyways. Life becomes so unpredictable, doing nothing feels like a nice change. I don't even have 1 Gyro, 1 friend who tries to care.
If I'm worth nothing, I'm in peace. The acceptance of nothing is peace
I mean, one book said people are allowed to think low of you, so I can do it as well. I have no idea why mom cares so much. Her daughter failed her exams, can't go to IGCSE for that reason, failed 2 art competitions, looks hideous, has no friends, has no outstanding achievements not even one, I spend her money on figures and books, with dumb comics or dumb art instead of successful business books for the future, so why does she still care? Now living is the only dumb thing I'm good at. DIO was right about "Heaven", if I knew my fate, I'd have accepted my fate to the negative numbers more easily.
I haven't changed. I'm convinced I'll never change. That's fine. Change is meant to be scary anyways. Stagnancy is sometimes the best outcome.
I’m done and convinced nothing will change. I'll still fail miserable until I decide my life is pointless, therefore I'll die somehow.
Why do you still care? I’m worth as much as fucking dog-shit, anyways.
Dad will leave, “I don’t know” will become “we can’t go”, and I’ll never succeed in anything. Mom should accept the fact she has a daughter who’s gonna be a failure in the future. They say failure helps you learn, instead, I feel as if I'm going from 0 to -1. I feel more useless than ever. Why try again if all I get is just bad outcomes. It hurts, it hurts too much and it's a pain I'd rather die than live with it. How does my family even live with this...leech? The fact that all their kid does now is fail, fail, fail. They should give me away. They should honestly, HONESTLY, tell me I'm a disappointment to them, and wish I died. Life would be better if I did. Failure has hurt me too much, and the only way to stop this pain forever is to sit down, scroll, eat, sleep, and so on until I'm 30, which is my death date. What's the point of trying to help a useless person, what's the point of being nice to yourself when you know you could've done better in LIVING? Fucking cunts.
Heyo, so before you dive into this story I'm letting you know that my older sister is diagnosed as severely depressed and also manipulative towards me (She was 17 years old while I was 13 years old) and I dont even know how or even why she wants me to follow her to do it but past trauma caused me to do so. (I live in southeast asia if you're a bit confused with the word senior highschool)
So what i was about to talk about is how we got almost arrested while I was in highschool on the other hand she's at senior highschool, During our semester break she asked me if I wanted to go shopping with her (which isn't the exact reason actually) I of course agreed to go because I wasn't able to leave home anytime I want, We rode a tricycle on our way there and I noticed she has a big bag with her but I shrugged it off.
After me and her entered the grocery shop, I didn't notice she started to steal things from the shelf and putting it inside her big bag, I thought we were just gonna buy things instead of putting items in a bag (I was really oblivious to her actions back then) , when me and her arrived at the entrance the guard asked to check her bag and my sister told me she forgot her phone at a shelf, I followed after her not knowing what's happening since I haven't known what my sister had done and the next thing I knew is that me and my sister got grabbed by a guard to get interrogated after that our mom got called over to pay and pick us up. When we arrived back home I was immediately scared of facing my parents since me and my sister did a crime and they didn't know that was gonna be the outcome of our shopping. I always knew my dad as someone really strict and a bit abusive, so I needed to avoid him so bad because I would cry immediately the moment I see him being mad at me. My sister went straight to our shared bedroom, acting mad or normal after putting the family in debt.
Was that supposed to lecture me to not steal or to just inflict more pain by giving me trauma?? I want to see other people's perspective about my story
I didn't know where else to put this, so I apologize if this is in the wrong category.
I got herpes from kissing my former boyfriend, at 17. When I told my mom, she yelled at me saying that's "what I get for being fast." Now she acts like it's no big deal, but I still remember how it made me feel like shit. Now I am 21 and identify as a lesbian. My mental health is so much worse since coming to that conclusion. Not only do I have a small dating pool due to being a lesbian, but now I have to deal with an even smaller dating pool due to having an STI. People say to just date other people who have herpes but that is nearly impossible when lesbians have the lowest rates of STIs. To be clear this is not a bad thing, I'm just explaining how isolating it can be for people like me and how it's not as simple as dating other women who have it. To add insult to injury, I have been diagnosed with a "mood disorder" (possible personality disorder as well). I have been dealing with this since childhood, not being able to explain what I was going through. This disorder has made me ruin all of my relationships, even while on antidepressants. I'm in therapy now, but being isolated has worn away at my hope that I will ever be well enough to be in a healthy relationship or have healthy friendships. This is not even factoring in current events that's make people in general focus less on romantic (or platonic) relationships and more on direct action/organized activism, rightfully so. I feel like I'm going to be alone forever: who would want to deal with my baggage?! I oscillate between thinking I'm better off gone, and thinking I could definitely continue to live...in a psych hospital.
So basically, me and my ‘boyfriend’ have tried to date for a bit of time but I just can’t seem to fully commit to our relationship. We’re both guys, have finished highschool and are honestly figuring shit out. he’s always been the most outgoing person. It’s what I fell in love with, his personality. He’s always been genuine to me and he’s a great boyfriend but I’m just too scared to really commit to this relationship. I try my best not to become too intimate with him because of what others might think of me when they find out
I never had the best relationship with my parents. High expectations and pressure back in hs mad mee feel alone. They already had my whole life planned ahead (immigrant parents am I right) but it’s not what I really want. Tbh they don’t know what I want at all but who am I to tell them what I think.
I’m just scared of judgement and not only from them but from everyone around me. Wouldn’t it be better if I just break up to figure things out myself before it gets too serious? Idk I just need advice from someone who knows how I feel
Okk so the second half of the school year and damnn I have a LOT of free classes I can both come later to school and leave early and yk what I’m happy but here’s the thing WHAT DO I DOOOO??? My parents r so draining to be around and even as I was in school today I wouldn’t mind staying longer if it means I don’t have to be with them, but what am I going do tho?? Some days I’m having a special class in the morning so don’t have to worry about them but after school and the other days?? ‘Get a job’ I PHYSICALLY CANT ‘Volunteer’ good suggestions but something feels off I don’t have any friends so can’t chill at their house or hang out with them. Theres a library near but I can’t be there every single day till June??? I mean I could.. i have a lot of personal work to be done, ok good suggestions but what else?? And I lwk want smt far bc the only negative thing about my school is its way too close want to chill in the supermarkets near it? What if I see one of my parents?? Just chill near the park/grass area(well I wouldn’t do that people from my school there and way to awkward) and parents too. Take the public transport? PARENTS COULD ALSO BE ON THERE Theres a fast food place near the school but as u imagine near a school it’s gonna be always crowded so uber eats might be seeing a lot of me this year! Also connects to this - this Friday the 2 classes I have both teachers just said we will go see a show and like yh so basically a free day I don’t even have to go school WTH? I couldn’t have gotten this amazing blessing with nice and chill parents?? But lwk not wanting to see this show , it’s so crowded and just not a good space for my head , hopefully I can get out after I get registered. Maybe do a good delivery hmm anyway yh fine if u don’t have any suggestions thanks for reading too!
I don't know if this is the right place to talk about something like this but I need to get it off my chest and I don't want to emotioanlly burden my other friends by talking about this - as I've already talked to them about this and I don't know what to do about it.
Since December I've noticed one of my group of friends getting into really bad habits; more specifically with alcohol and marajuana (even more specifically, weed pens/vapes). I'm fully aware that I'm not one to throw too many stones in a glass house (not sure if I'm using that correctly) as I've tackled the same sort of problems they're experiencing, but have reached a place where I am able to do it recreationally and have a healthy relationship with it.
Where I'm from, THC and HHC have been banned, so now smoke shops are selling weed pens with really strange chemicals - I think the one my friends buy are called HHZ or HHX?? And alcohol is, of course, very easily available in most shops. Because of this accessability, my friends are buying weed vapes tri-weekly and drinking on weekdays alone. They seem to have no problem with this.
It also seems to me now, that every time I hang out with this group of friends we always end up drinking and it is exhausting. My house is also used as our main 'drinking spot,' which is putting a strain on me and my father, whomst I live with and does not appreciate the company when he has work the next day. Last week really broke me. We have a groupchat and one of them asked if 2 of them could come over to my house after they had watched a movie in the cinema to drink at 11pm. Are you fucking kidding me? I wasn't even invited to the fucking cinema and now you want to come over to my house just to drink? Am I a fucking dive bar??? Fuck you!
I never really had a problem with the weed pens either until the new HHX/Z shit came about. I myself used to smoke weed pens when they were still HHC/THC, but stopped because I was noticing that I wasn't right mentally and figured I should stop for my wellbeing. I'm worried that this is going to hurt them in the long run, especially since one of them that smokes them is in a difficult major in college and I'm worried about their performance.
Also, this seems relevant enough to throw in here, their humour and perspective on things has 'devolved' for lack of a better word. The way they talk about certain things just seems so childish and I normally wouldn't mind but sometimes it really bugs me, I don't know. And I can never talk about things that I'm interested in, and I fear that I'd get laughed at if I suggested something like "Hey, let's go to an art gallery/exhibition" or "Let's go to a jazz bar" even though that's a completely normal thing to do once in a while that doesn't involve liver damage or whatever. I know this because whenever I try to plan something new for us to try, a recent example being us going to a variety of new upcoming artists in the city, the plans always seem to conventiently fall through. But it's ok! Because there always conventiently time to go to the same fucking bar we always go to instead that have cheap drinks that get you drunk quick because why bother with something new and exciting when you can just get shitfaced!?
I feel guilty for facilitating this, but I don't know what to do. I've always had a hard time saying no but despite that I try my best to set boundaries, telling them 'no' straight-up when they ask to come over just to drink. I fear that if I voice my opinion, it will come off as a sort of 'mightier-than-thou,' since I've made it known that I've cut back on my marajuana and alcohol use over the past year after a particularly nasty bout of substance abuse following a break-up. I've talked to other people about this, but they've never given me any advice to remedy the situation - and I feel bad if I go to them for the hundredth (hyperbole) time with the same issue. I don't know. It's nice to scream into the void here instead of bothering anyone, but maybe that's just me.
Its enough ive done all I can think of chased down all my demons, ive seen you do the same.
ive honestly had a lot going on in my life right now. im still doing my education, not even old enough for an internship. my parents are struggling a lot financially and my moms selling away everything she has and honestly idk theres been sm problems, people coming from bank and all of that. recently i also got used for my body and cheated on by my ex, which led me to depression and really bad grades. i didnt have anyone to talk bout it honestly, it was the most traumatic thing ive been through. i feel lonely, it seems like life is not going anywhere and im just existing and surviving you know? its exhausting yeah. ive been having a lot of hair fall and found many grey hair too, i lost 8kgs due to depression, i was suicidal around that time and barely ate anything or slept at all. it was a hard time for me, but im glad im getting out of it. but it still doesnt seem like other things are better around me. school staffs have been bugging me about my grades and yea i didnt try i know, i just gave up, i just feel incapable and it crushes me so bad. i just hope i get out of this trance and get a better life, i try my best to work on myself atleast but yea itll need time.
i had a bf, i genuinely loved him more than anything in this world, i was ready to do everything and anything for him. i was very serious about him so i thought ok let me do it with him, i was happy at first, but later things changed..
the first time we did it idk it was so lusty but i ignored it. and then as time went he used to become distant and barely texted me, and if we ever met it was only making out and sex, and particularly cuz he kept begging for it. i was very stupid enough to agree to everything although he treats me like im his fwb. he used to beg me for blowjob and sex and he'd keep asking until i say yes, one day i slapped him cuz he was forcing me to do it, he faked his tears so hard BYE WTF. but ukw i still had to console him and let him cry on my shoulders for what he did, i felt so shit, what had i gotten myself into in the name of love. and once again we met, had sex, midway i started crying, i had never weeped so loud infront of a man or anyone at all, i cried and i asked "why dont you love me anymore" he said no i do love you and tried to brush it off, his words never matched his actions, he was cold and distant, used to meet his ex behind my back.
once we had broken up, that time i had flirted with a dude and after few days my bf and i started talking again cuz we thought of getting back and thought we could fix the problem. i came clean and told him bout flirting with someone. he told me tht he never expected this whore behaviour from me, and my periods had been late that month too, he told me he didnt care if i was pregnant and wanted to block me completely. i was scared, but after few months i found out that he had A WHOLE RELATIONSHIP going on right after we had broken up for sometime. he was so egoistic to do tht to me.
things got messier, i kept letting him in me and idk i really was stupid, and then i broke up cuz i couldnt stand it anymore. he used to blackmail me and say shit like i tried to cut myself i hung myself and bs like tht, he didnt let me live in peace, so i told his mom. he texted me with so much anger and said "just cuz you are on your luteal doesnt mean you act up bitch", i was so. i just yea damn.
after i broke up i went thru depression, i realised all this time he was just using me for my body, i genuinely became suicidal and couldnt take it anymore. someone i trusted wanted me only for my body, and still had his eyes wandering even after i gave him everything.
i somehow came out of it and two months passed by.
we started talking again. the worst decision i made. we tried to date again and we stayed for few days we tried to fix everything but nothing worked, i was very insecure and had trust issues, as time went i logged on to his insta acc, i saw so many women. so many fucking women that i just i couldnt, he had called me a bop to everyone in those two months when we werent together and he had done so much. when i confronted him about it he said "my friend did everything". his own friend didnt accept on doing it. it was very evident tht he was lying. the level of pain i had gone thru was so bad but i put myself thru it on my own. right after i broke up and he had tried to message me everywhere and one of the msgs read "go have sex with another guy and get pregnant, if you ever want abortion money just text my friend and ill send it to you" and i had no words, ive lost my v card only with him.
next day after breaking up he went and met another girl and few days later hooked up with his ex. but yea sure im the whore according to him
idk but him using me for my body was the worst trauma ever. its been months and im still not over it