The hell I went through
TW: death threats, suicide threats.
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These are just a few things that happened during that relationship. There’s a lot more, but I’d need to write a fucking book to tell it all. Not sure if I picked the right tag.
- Got tattoos about me, one at the start of the relationship and the other when shit had started to crumble
- Told me that he was 100% sure that I was the reincarnation of a past family member
(once he got mad at me the story changed to me “dying on purpose” during said past life and that I was guilty of leaving him alone)
- Lied that he hacked my devices and that he knew I was cheating on him
(I wasn’t, so I knew he hadn’t hacked anything)
- Cheated from the very start of our relationship including with one of my close friends at the time, did a myriad of drugs behind my back and was probably doing other things I wasn’t comfortable with. I only found out about this stuff at the very end of the relationship
- Would break up with me so often that I can’t remember the official dating timeline at all. Sometimes he’d break up with me multiple times a week. I think he even broke up with me a few times in a single day
- Caught a serious STD during a psych hospital stay while simultaneously being in a long distance relationship with an old sugar mommy
- Would get so mad at me that he’d punch the walls and create holes in them and constantly threaten suicide, including sending me a picture of a rope once
- Saw that I posted about a singer once and decided that, since it was a man’s name, I was dating a man with the same name. Then he started to threaten this mysterious imaginary man
- Swore up and down that I was online when I wasn’t (he either lied or his app glitched) and would text a million times per night while I was trying to sleep to go to work and uni
- Decided that I was pregnant with another man’s child and that he’d kill me and stab me in the stomach. I was abroad at the time and he had no idea if I was pregnant or seeing anyone
- Said he had nude images of me and that he’d post them online
(Which he took without my consent)
- Since I was abroad and he couldn’t physically hurt me he started calling, emailing and texting me multiple times a day from burner accounts. I am talking possibly hundreds of online accounts and phone numbers and dozens of voice messages threatening my life
- This lasted for years! I couldn’t get rid of one of the accounts due to circumstances outside of my control so he’d make multiple burner accounts to contact me through it. I had to delete everything else I had at the time
- Would leave me alone for a few months just to start again and again and again. I’d breathe for a few weeks/months and then the death threats would start again eroding all the sanity I had left
- Travelled to where I was fucking 2+ years into the death threat saga, without my knowledge, and started hunting me in that location
- Somehow found my workplace even though that city had a population of millions of people. I found out later that he had a good idea of where I worked because he went to locations similar to my job and started asking about me, eventually finding someone who knew me. He lied and said he really wanted to work with me so he got my number. In fact he lied about it to everyone he met there and they all thought he was so nice and charming
- Thank fuck I had travelled too that week, so when he went to my job I wasn’t there
The story gets more complicated after that, but it also somewhat ends shortly after. I think talking to my colleagues and the fact he assumed I had talked to the authorities at that point scared him enough that he didn’t try showing up there again. He still tried to harass me online on and off for a couple years, but the intensity decreased a lot, and eventually stopped. I ask someone to look him up online every now and then for safety reasons and he’s seemingly still wearing bits of my skin to this day. He also still looks very unstable.
This was many years ago, I moved far away, and I’m safe and happy. But fuck, I went through hell with that man. His actions erode all my peace of mind. But I am so stronger now, mentally and emotionally. I’m only posting because it feels really empowering to look back and see what I overcame.