I’m late to this, but after four years of being manipulated and cheated on by someone I am pretty sure is a sociopath, I caught my ex (who I will refer to as A bc of another ex I will refer to as B) fucking someone he already cheated on me once with. A actually had told me that this particular person he felt the worst about, bc when he cheated with her the first time, I was paying his bills and rent at B’s house years ago. So B facilitated A sleeping with a friend and they all hid it from me until my A stole from my B. It was a mess. And had actually caused me to really dislike B. So A ends up recently staying with B, who I had begged boyfriend not to talk to, and fucks this chick again!

So when I got off work and saw her car outside, I lost it. B had just gotten married and was on his honeymoon and A was house sitting. A had just gotten back into town after going on the road to do God knows what, which I think was sell a bunch of drugs at festivals. He had asked me if I wanted to get dinner when I got off work but I work in another city and told him that it would have to be quick and that I needed to go to bed because I could not be late or tired for work the next day and I had to open. We got an a huge fight because of it and he ended up freaking out on me and cussing me out and I told him if he couldn’t be nice to me and treat me with respect I would not see him. So he ends up calling this girl who I found out he had actually been fucking since he had came into town, which everybody had once again lied to me about.

When I pulled up and saw her car, all reason left my body. Because regardless of all the other times, this shit just hurt. All I wanted was for him to say he was sorry for being mad that I can’t control my work schedule and wanting to see him but also be able to be on time for work. I literally banged on the door and yelled his name for about five minutes, then walked around and tried to open the back door, then tried to open the garage from the outside, then actually climbed in a window and screamed his name at the top of my lungs until he came out. They were hiding in the garage. And when he came out he was clearly fucked up on something. So after I slapped the shit out of him, I stabbed that girl’s car on every single side and loudly yelled to the entire neighborhood about how they had a bunch of drugs on them and how she would meet dudes on tinder and suck their dick for adderall, which is true. Apparently after I took off, she dipped bc she was scared the cops were going to come lol.

After I left though shock and panic set in and I realized that I could be facing a felony if she called the cops on me so I quickly messaged him and told him that I would pay for the damages if she agreed not to call the cops. He ended up paying for it and told me that that was the most he ever paid for shitty pussy. I broke up with him and I am in the process of getting a restraining order because he will literally not leave me alone.

That moment is actually 100% the moment I realized that I have like this dude control me and make me act crazy for entirely too long and that I have been fighting for somebody who doesn’t respect me for way too fucking long for no reason. I am significantly more happy, I literally never want to feel that crazy because of another person again and I would literally never tolerate anything like that after one occurrence. This dude literally cheated on me for 4 years and manipulated me into thinking he’d kill himself if I dumped him and that he loved me. Also I don’t talk to B anymore as he owes me like 400 dollars and apparently has no qualms about letting my SO sleep with others and leaving me in the dark.