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I'm going to make this a short yet as detailed as possible.

 

Me and my now ex girlfriend met on Myspace in 2009 through a mutual real life personal friend. I was but a broke college student living in his car, working two jobs, and attending college full time when she came into my life.

 

A month into our relationship, I found out she was researching me and my father in her dads cop car, trying to find out about us. Also, trying to trace my IP address and reverse searching my pictures online to see if they appeared anywhere else; calling my cell phone company to see who's name my phone was registered under. Just a total invasion of my privacy. -.-

 

So to alleviate suspicion, I had her meet and hangout with two of my friends who lived in her state who knew me in person. She thought I was an internet fake because she found me too attractive to be into her. Which was rubbish.

 

but as our relationship progressed we began having issues with her trust problems. I had to have location on on my Facebook, she didn't want me hanging out with certain people, she didn't want me talking to my best friend because she was female, and she questioned every amount of proof that I sent her validating my existence in bizarre ways.

 

I worked for a few months, selling artwork so we could close the distance. Thinking that her seeing me with her own eyes in person, would fix all of this. She would tell me all the time that if I really loved her I would be there and if I cared about her I would have the money to do xyz, so I worked hard to be there and provide her with things and what I couldn't provide her with due to situation or finances, I made up for in creative ways.

 

I eventually made enough money to get there and walked to the nearest store, put all of the money onto a gift card and began my 5 day train ride to her state. Excited to see her, and hold her, and be with her, and give her all of the love letters I'd written her (I had written her a love letter for everyday that we were apart). I arrived at the train station and she wasn't there. So, Instead of being stranded in LA, I went to sleep on the floor of this guys home that I met on the train. I had spent all of my money getting out there (stupid on my part, I know) and for three months she kept telling me she wanted to be together but denied all of my ideas to hangout and meet.

 

I offered to meet in crowded places and bring friends, I told her she could bring the entire LAPD if she so wished as long as she met me. She told me if I did this for her, she'd meet me, so I met her strange request. and that was followed by another one. Three days ago, I asked my friends gf if she could take me to LA with her and she said yes. I informed my gf that I would be coming to LA to meet her and that is when she sent me the cruelest break up text ever and told me it was over and not to contact her again.

 

Breakup text: " It's too hard to trust you. Too many bad things on your side. Whether you let them happen, chose them, or whatever; **** happened. From my point of view, you're full of **** and enjoy seeing me suffer. Do I want to believe that's who you are? No. Is it what all evidence from the past 2 years points to? Yes. I'd be doing us both a disservice if I was okay with this. Even in the very off chance that somehow all of this is not how I perceive it (you being a fake person and a liar) I don't think I could ever forgive you for contributing to making me feel this way.Your efforts mean nothing to me and I cannot appreciate them. You ****ed me up so much that I won't ever be the same. You truly ripped out my heart and played with it like a toy, and I let you. But not anymore. It's over. I will get over you and I may be scarred for the rest of my life but oh well that's life. I wish no ill will towards you, you should move on now."

 

Before anyone suggests that she was fake, I know for a fact that she wasn't. She's met two of my RL friends in person. but I just don't understand why this happened. I am really emotionally distressed about this and I just can't wrap my mind around why she did this...

I am 20 years old and she is 23.

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Wow that's harsh. Considering you seemed to be a sweet and caring bf to her. Do you mean to say there was no argument, no negative thing happened between the both of you prior and then she just asks for a break up when you were going to see her?

Posted

I am sure there is more to this story, but be glad that this is over now. There is no way in hell that the two of you could have made this work. Too many issues to begin with, certainly on her part.

Posted

Assuming that the story is as you wrote it.

 

Be glad this crazy nutjob is not in your life!

She obviously has control issues, trust issues, entitlement issues - whatever she wrote to you in that last text comes off as something she wanted to say to the person that ****ed her up and turned her into what she is today. Its not you (according to your story).

 

This girl needs serious therapy.

 

On another note: Future tip: Don't bend over backwards and let some girl manipulate you into spending all your money on her - that's being a doormat and a pushover. Don't do dumb **** like that - especially in this case, you haven't even met this gold digger anyways. Be smarter than that.

 

Honestly, overall be very glad you have this loon out of your life.

Don't text her back, don't reply to anything she tries later, block her and move on.

  • 4 weeks later...
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Unless she's a psycho, something's missing from this story. That said, you can't push a girl who's not ready to trust you to get to meet you. And, she couldn't be your gf and you couldn't be her bf if you have never ever met and she was not willing to meet you.

 

Why wasn't she at the railway station when you got there? Have you asked her? What happened after the first night in LA?

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