thorne8791
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Ok, the short version of my story is after a bad breakup, and dealing with low self esteem and depression, I finally put myself out there after three years of being single. I was approached by a 28 yo closeted bi guy. Against my better judgement I agreed to have a date (I only ever dated slightly older than myself, never younger, or anyone so damn good looking as him). That led to him basically never leaving my house for two months, except to go to work.
He played me like a violin, knew all my insecureties, new how to act, what to say, what to do to get me to do whatever he wanted. Money, clothes, food, etc. I see this now, but didn't then. He's also Terrified of anyone at all finding out he's bi, so none of his friends could ever meet me. He even asked me to not act gay, to straight it up, on the one instance I might have met his then roomate.
Fast forward two months and he hits me with we need to be just buddies. But to him that meant all the boyfriend perks, with no sex. If I tried to end it I'd get the But don't you love me? You're the Only friend I have that understands me, all that bullshit using my feelings to keep on using me.
All this time he had been fucking a girl as well, which I was aware of. Eventually they broke up, she cheated on him.
Weeks go by, we still hung out, he'd only really text when he needed something, of course. Still, if I said no to something he'd give the How much do you love me speech hoping I'd give in. I even went on a few dates with other guys, trying to move on from him, but when he found out and saw their pictures, none of them were worth my time, according to him.
So more time goes by and he tells me he's taken her back, denying every bad thing he'd said she'd ever done. She went from whore to angel overnight. We had a huge hours long fight, which led to me attempting suicide by overdose that morning. It failed obviously, which has since led to my taking up drinking heavily every night just to dull my mind enough to not feel so bad about myself.
We sort of made up after, continued on in some fashion, but he's been distant the past few weeks, ignoring texts, only giving short replies when I text him. Tonight I find out he moved her into his place, that she's preggers, and that if I want to continue on as his friend I need to stop all texts that refer to my being gay, his being bi, our past sexual relationship, and all references to any guy I might go on a date with, because she reads his texts every day now, and she can't ever find out he's bi or that he hangs with a gay guy. I lost it. I called her every name in the book, I told him to fuck off. And he couldn't see why I had a problem with any of it. That's when I made the threats I'll list below.
Need to quickly mention here they both are heavy weed users, and they use other drugs as well. He already has two kids he doesn't see from a previous marriage, and she has one with a guy she had shacked up with. She gets stoned before going in to a good managerial job, and he supplies her weed. He was in prison, and currently has a dui. They also both fake urine tests at their jobs, he told me how they do it.
Now, I have all this info at my fingertips. Do I use it? Would you use it?
I can get them both fired. I can tell his ex everything I know so he'll really never see his kids again. I can call cps on her and they can inspect his house and find it full of drug paraphernalia. I can call the cops and he can go back to prison for having the drug paraphernalia. I can show everyone on his Facebook friends list the texts about his bisexuality and references to us having sex.
My mind is thinking, Do It. He used me, used my emotions, has no care at all that I was hurt by anything he did, and he was so adept at it, and at denying it, that he's had to have done it to other guys before. So, is revenge a viable option? I'm tired of turning the other cheek.
He played me like a violin, knew all my insecureties, new how to act, what to say, what to do to get me to do whatever he wanted. Money, clothes, food, etc. I see this now, but didn't then. He's also Terrified of anyone at all finding out he's bi, so none of his friends could ever meet me. He even asked me to not act gay, to straight it up, on the one instance I might have met his then roomate.
Fast forward two months and he hits me with we need to be just buddies. But to him that meant all the boyfriend perks, with no sex. If I tried to end it I'd get the But don't you love me? You're the Only friend I have that understands me, all that bullshit using my feelings to keep on using me.
All this time he had been fucking a girl as well, which I was aware of. Eventually they broke up, she cheated on him.
Weeks go by, we still hung out, he'd only really text when he needed something, of course. Still, if I said no to something he'd give the How much do you love me speech hoping I'd give in. I even went on a few dates with other guys, trying to move on from him, but when he found out and saw their pictures, none of them were worth my time, according to him.
So more time goes by and he tells me he's taken her back, denying every bad thing he'd said she'd ever done. She went from whore to angel overnight. We had a huge hours long fight, which led to me attempting suicide by overdose that morning. It failed obviously, which has since led to my taking up drinking heavily every night just to dull my mind enough to not feel so bad about myself.
We sort of made up after, continued on in some fashion, but he's been distant the past few weeks, ignoring texts, only giving short replies when I text him. Tonight I find out he moved her into his place, that she's preggers, and that if I want to continue on as his friend I need to stop all texts that refer to my being gay, his being bi, our past sexual relationship, and all references to any guy I might go on a date with, because she reads his texts every day now, and she can't ever find out he's bi or that he hangs with a gay guy. I lost it. I called her every name in the book, I told him to fuck off. And he couldn't see why I had a problem with any of it. That's when I made the threats I'll list below.
Need to quickly mention here they both are heavy weed users, and they use other drugs as well. He already has two kids he doesn't see from a previous marriage, and she has one with a guy she had shacked up with. She gets stoned before going in to a good managerial job, and he supplies her weed. He was in prison, and currently has a dui. They also both fake urine tests at their jobs, he told me how they do it.
Now, I have all this info at my fingertips. Do I use it? Would you use it?
I can get them both fired. I can tell his ex everything I know so he'll really never see his kids again. I can call cps on her and they can inspect his house and find it full of drug paraphernalia. I can call the cops and he can go back to prison for having the drug paraphernalia. I can show everyone on his Facebook friends list the texts about his bisexuality and references to us having sex.
My mind is thinking, Do It. He used me, used my emotions, has no care at all that I was hurt by anything he did, and he was so adept at it, and at denying it, that he's had to have done it to other guys before. So, is revenge a viable option? I'm tired of turning the other cheek.











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