u/AtypicalAshley

Pastries from a French Korean bakery me and my grandma went to

If’s been months now. I just want to vent because I want to shout it to the world almost but I’ve told no one except my current boyfriend, who is amazing. My ex and I had a very toxic relationship. We dated for 7 years. Majority of the time we were drunk. I still struggle with alcohol to this day because of how much I would drink with him. About 2 years ago he and I fought badly and I moved ten hours to move back in with my grandma. We continued to date but he told me he was telling his coworkers he was single because they didn’t want to spend time with him if they knew he had a girlfriend. I didn’t like that but I was like whatever. Then he started hanging out with a new guy at his work, who was trans, a lot. They had sleepovers where they would sleep in the same bed. I was very uncomfortable with this, but he accused me of being transphobic because he was straight and would never hookup with a guy. So I relented because I’m not transphobic. He got drunk and flipped out on me one day so I agreed to drive the 10-12 hours and visit him as soon as possible, which was about 2 days. I left at like 3 am and texted and called him through the journey when I knew he was awake and he ignored me. I show up, we are having a good time and have sex. I developed a cuckquean fetish because of the emotional affairs he would have with other girls and he told me during sex that he had sex with his friend, during the time I was driving to see him. I screamed and yelled at him. I couldn’t believe he would actually do that. I genuinely believed he was 100% straight. His friend was on hormones and very much passed for a guy. We did it without a condom. Immediately after he did it with his friend without a condom, his friend who had frequent casual hookups without using condoms. So I’m immediately terrified I caught an STD. Thankfully, I did not. I started getting drunk often and would vent on social servers about what I went through and people usually weren’t very nice about it. I got called transphobic a lot. I’m not, I just felt like it was a relevant detail because my ex told me during the act that he pictured him as just a really hairy girl. Didn’t make me feel better. In one of my drunken rambles I met my current boyfriend who sat with me for hours and talked. I’m so in love with him. He treats me so well and is so sweet. My ex wanted to get back together and I think if I didn’t have current bf I might have done it. My boyfriend taught me how I want to be treated in my relationships. I genuinely feel like the luckiest girl ever to meet someone like him, especially when I was at the lowest point of my life.

I live with my grandma, who has 3 miniature schnauzers. I was outside when I saw one of her dogs messing with what looked like a little animal. I chased him away and saw it was this little baby. They were so tiny they could barely even hold themselves upright. It was super hot so I poured a little water on its head and contacted a raccoon rehab a few hours from me. They said to put them in a box big enough that they couldn’t climb out and small enough that the mom could get them. If the mom hadn’t come by morning I should contact them. I put on some gloves and did that and sat the box near the tree line. A few hours later when it was getting dark the mom did come back and got her baby.

One of the cutest little animals I’ve ever had the pleasure of seeing up close. I pet them a little bit with my gloves on and they purred like a kitten