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I am not The OOP, OOP is u/Throwawaytriangle01
Me [21 F] with my ex [23M] 4 years ago broke up, he feels I cheated on him with my current boyfriend
TRIGGER WARNING: sexual assault, Abusive behavior, controlling behavior, stalking, alcoholism, threats of kidnapping, murder and torture
MOOD SPOILER: Terrifying
Original Post Nov 8, 2015
Background: Okay so when I was in high school I was friends with this guy named... Alex. We met through mutual group of friends. At first I thought he hated me my freshman year (when we first met we were hanging out with everyone, he said something mean to me but he meant it as a joke, I took him serious), but turned out he didn't. Became very close friends after that.
While I dated a bit in high school, I was his first (and only) girlfriend during his high school career. Things were great when we were in that "dating but not together" phase because he actually hung out with me and we went on dates. Once we were ACTUALLY together, he would bail on our plans. I mean like we made plans all week to a movie we were both excited for, I bought early tickets for us because it was one of those "it's gonna sell out" ones, he cancelled last minute because his friends called him and asked if he wanted to go bowling with him. I took my best friend instead (since she loved that series too). That kept happening. Then there were little comments about my body, and explosions of anger (not physical) that were just really not healthy for me to experience from him.
I was brutally attacked in many senses of the word when I was walking home from school. He knew about that, and understood originally that I was uncomfortable with sex - also being underage (thereby unable to handle a pregnancy should it happen) I was uncomfortable with it because of that too. I could hold hands with him, and kiss him. But sometimes he got too handsy and it gave me flashbacks. I would often talk to friends seeking advice because he kept wanting to have sex and I was unable to do that at all especially after my attack. They kept telling me he understands and he would be okay never having sex, because he loves me (ah high school and the "we'll get married and grow old together" phase). Didn't believe them. Felt broken like I was damaged.
Never felt like he understood because he KEPT asking for it, even after I was crying and telling him I can't and please just drop it and I will let him know if/when I am ready. He eventually does, but then never hangs out with me / goes on dates with me for the rest of our relationship. It's just midnight 1am phone calls of "Just got done hanging out with people. I could come over now" (ON A SCHOOL NIGHT? My christian parents would fucking kill me....and that is not a joke. I mean that in all seriousness)
The breakup: SO CHRISTMAS. Parents are starting to not like him, because they've been seeing basically how he treats me, and my sister told them about the late night phone attempts of him trying to get me to come over / let him come over. Also, a concerned friend told him about him pressuring me and that concerned my mother, fearing I'm being abused (probably was). But hey, they invite him to Christmas anyways because I was still dating him. Our parties tend to go long. It starts after church so around 8pm Christmas Eve and ends usually sometime after midnight and one am. He shows up at midnight. Most of the party has wound down, all the gifts are opened. some people left. But there was an attempt made.
To put it short: he made fun of my gift to him until I was in tears, hit on my sister in front of her husband while telling him he "hopes me and him are just like them one day". Its a giant disaster. I'm crying, my sister is comforting me, my mom is fucking stunned he had the audacity to do this, my dad practically throws him out while my brother restrains my brother-in-law from attacking him. Family basically tells him its over between us and to never contact me again because like WOW WHAT THE FUCK? He doesn't listen because I didn't say it to him so he won't believe till I do. I do. He accepts it.
Given we have the same group of friends, we run into each other now and then. I don't really talk to him but eh we cross paths. And from those times, and the times friends brought him up, he has dated solely women who have the same name as me. Which is a tad creepy in my mind (also my name isn't that common so it's not really much of a coincidence in my mind, but maybe it is). One of which looked like me because i met her before they dated and we joked that we were clones.
Eight months after our breakup, I meet this guy, Jacob, who is pretty fucking sweet at the college I started to go to. I mean like there was blizzard and I having a panic attack, and he still drove over to talk to me and help me (although bro WTF? its a BLIZZARD that was DANGEROUS) He buys flowers at random, we go out all the time - but usually its to go for a run through the forest, a walk through a local park, swimming, or bowling. Listens to me. I explained fairly early on about my attack and how I have issues about it so he was going to pressure me for sex, he might as well leave now. He told me I could call the shots in the relationship, decide how slow or fast we go, and I can put a stop to anything when I feel its too much. True to his word too. There have been times when it is too much and I tell him that, no matter how heated it had gotten, he just nods, and gets up and makes me a cup of tea and helps me calm down. He is CONSTANTLY there for me and respects me and I don't know, I just in general feel loved by him that I did not feel from Alex for a long time.
Now: I feel 100% safe with him. I trust him. I love him. He is probably the best thing that has ever happened to me. We've been together since. I felt comfortable enough that I eventually felt I was ready to have sex, so we did this past month. It was amazing, nothing like before. It was just... perfect and even if we were to break up in the future, I will always cherish and love him for being so sweet and helping me replace terrible memories with good ones.
So then a friend tells me that Alex HATES me now. I'm puzzled because what? What have I done to make him hate me? Especially since therapy and Jacob have both taught that Alex was pretty fucking shitty and if anyone were to hate anyone, it should be the reverse. I asked them and they have no idea why just that he was telling everyone on his facebook what a bitch i was (i blocked him a long time ago so i can't see that).
Another friends tells me, its because, he says I cheated on him, with my current boyfriend. I'm puzzled because how? I didn't meet Jacob till 8 months after Alex and I broke up? I find out that he knows Jacob and I had sex, and he feels betrayed because I refused to sleep with him and that I clearly cheated on him (we've been broke up for 3 years???).
Now i'm confused as to how the fuck he knows I slept with Jacob, because I told VERY few (I mean like 2) people about it and that just because they're my best friends and I was so damned surprised that it could be this great - as opposed to the horrific experience I had before- that I was like "IS THIS HOW ITS SUPPOSED TO BE?" "IS THIS HOW YOU FEEL?" and they just laughed it off. I ask both of them if they told him and why. Both mention he actually approached them - and others - asking if I told them anything about me sleeping with Jacob and that he wanted truth or he'd never talk to them again. And they responded truthfully that it was none of his damn business, and while they might be friends, he has no right to issue them that kind of ultimatum.
Eventually, I find out that how he knows... I have PTSD blog where I talk about my experience and whatnot. Honestly, my name is not attached to it all, no images either. Not sure how he knew it was me but he apparently has been stalking that blog reading everything I wrote and found out from there because I mentioned my two experiences with sex and how vastly different they are and like damn there is hope out there after all that I am not damaged and broken.
I don't know if I'm necessarily looking for advice. I mean I don't know what to do about the ex, do I just ignore him, do I delete my PTSD blog, do I confront him or anything? Do the police need to be involved since he's stalking me on the internet? But I mostly wrote this because I think its absurd that I broke up with someone 3 years ago and they think that I cheated because I am with someone else. So I was just having a "WTF?" moment and decided perhaps you might share in this absurd moment.
tl;dr: Ex was a high school friend. Started dating, he turned into a dick, made me cry on Christmas. Broke up 4 years ago. Met someone else. Life is bliss. Finally slept with boyfriend. Ex found out via stalking me online, thinks I'm a cheater for it.
Update 1 Nov 20, 2015
So quite a bit has happened actually.
- I've had two sessions with my therapist, we talked a lot about this problem, my feelings about it, why I care, etc. Made lots of headway. Been doing a lot of positive affirmations to counter the internalizing what people say.
- And then we addressed the privacy issue, a...
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