So, the night that I lost my virginity to Charlie, we decided to get in my parents hot tub right after. This was mainly because I felt dirty and I wanted to clean myself off real quick before the party. When we got out, I noticed that I had started my period, so I had to take care of it, obviously.
Now, you're probably thinking, wow this girl is stupid, she just had sex for the first time, of course she's gonna bleed. No it wasn't like that. I remember when my hymen broke back in high school. I was a cheerleader and my bases dropped me really hard and I was bleeding for a good little bit after that. But, that isn't the point.
I came to find out, later, after my relationship with Charlie had ended, that he had told all of his friends that I had started my period while we were in the hot tub together, and that there was blood everywhere and I pad came out of my bottoms and all this bullshit that didn't even make sense just to try to embarrass me.
See, even though all of it is a load of bullshit, this stuff bothers me still today, even after all these years. How can someone be so cruel as to make up blatant lies to try to embarrass someone that they claim to love.
This is basically a story about an ex-relationship I had, in which i believe he is actually a legit psychopath.
Friday, February 24, 2012
If your boyfriend rapes you, he's probably a psychopath...
It was New Years Eve and my parents were out of town for a week. Charlie and I had planned to go to his friend's New Years Eve party. It didn't start until nine, and it was five o'clock in the evening. Charlie had been pushing me to have sex with him the whole time he had been staying with me while my parents were away, and I just wouldn't give in. It wasn't that I didn't want to. I just wasn't ready for that kind of commitment. Not at eighteen years old. Apparently that evening, Charlie wasn't going to take no for an answer anymore, and as we were making out, he forced my clothes off. Before I could do anything, he was pushing his dick inside me and there was nothing I could do. What was the point in crying? It wasn't going to solve anything. Plus, he had an extremely small penis, and it was also uncircumcised, which is a great little story to tell at parties, especially when I'm around people who know him. He was literally so small that I couldn't even feel anything. Pathetic.
The Beginning
Every story has a beginning. Mine just so happens to start at my Freshman year of college. I had been seeing the same boy for about a year. Even after I went an hour and a half away to college, him and I were inseparable. He was there basically every night. It really was one of those relationships where I look back and wonder if I was drunk the whole time though. He was very clingy, shy, and not attractive in the least...this is probably why I dumped him....two weeks before Christmas. Granted, I'm not proud of the fact that I dumped him right before a major holiday, but the fact is, I wasn't happy and needed to move on with my life.
I immediately started dating Charlie right after I had dumped my ex boyfriend. They were good friends, that's how we had met. Obviously i was young and naive. Most girls are when they are eighteen years old. But, I thought he was just the best thing since sliced bread and that I would never find anything better and that we would get married and live happily ever after in a sea of gold and rainbows. Yeah not the case. My whole world was about to get fucked right before my eyes and I didn't even know it yet. I was so blinded by what I thought was love that I didn't know which way was up.
I immediately started dating Charlie right after I had dumped my ex boyfriend. They were good friends, that's how we had met. Obviously i was young and naive. Most girls are when they are eighteen years old. But, I thought he was just the best thing since sliced bread and that I would never find anything better and that we would get married and live happily ever after in a sea of gold and rainbows. Yeah not the case. My whole world was about to get fucked right before my eyes and I didn't even know it yet. I was so blinded by what I thought was love that I didn't know which way was up.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
The Back Story
First of all, I have had my share of shit relationships in the past. Three of them by far were the worst. One of them in particular, I do believe was a legitimate psychopath. Within these three relationships, I feel I have been able to pick out certain qualities that may qualify someone to be a psychopath. I mean I accept comments and opinions if I'm wrong about anything for sure. I just feel that I should advise the public on qualities that may or may not make your boyfriend a psychopath. Please note that names have been changed to unfortunately protect the people that these posts were written about. Believe me, most of me believes that all three of these fuckbags should have killed themselves a LONG time ago.
-Kitty
Dedicated to:
Charlie
Mitch 1
Mitch 2
(you know who you are ;))
-Kitty
Dedicated to:
Charlie
Mitch 1
Mitch 2
(you know who you are ;))
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