CB and I had a rocky relationship. We were on and off for nearly two years. One of the first times that we were “off,” CB met Trollface (I would call her something different, but that’s what she was on my old blog. I don’t hate her anymore and now I feel sorry for her and sad that she got manipulated and screwed over by the same guy that I did). We got back together shortly thereafter, and he told me that he had broken things off with her, as they had only been seeing each other a few weeks, but they remained friends. Several months later, him and I broke up again. This time, it lasted a much longer time. He reconciled with Trollface (I later found out that he had never ending things in the first place; he just told me that he did), yet him and I continued to see each other (and sleep together) multiple times a week. He constantly told me that he was going to end things with her soon, that we would be back together officially, he promised. It was coming, I just had to be patient.
I lost patience. I sent her a message letting her know who I was and giving her specific details proving that he was with me when she thought he wasn’t, and giving her details about their relationship, in an effort to prove that I was sincere in what I said. She did not believe me, and he shrugged me off as a “crazy ex that couldn’t get over [him].” He continued to date us both simultaneously for about a year, somehow convincing both of us that he had ended it with the other one. We would get in contact with each other every few months, agree that we were both done with him, and then we would both go back to him.
You see, CB and Trollface broke up at Thanksgiving, but never stopped seeing each other (or sleeping together). He had begun seeing someone else, but continued seeing Trollface anyway. Telling her that he would end things with the new girl soon, he promised, just give him time. That they would be together officially, just be patient. And he never did. And so Trollface contacted the new girl.
She said to me, “He started doing the same things again, only this time I was in your position. So… I don’t know if I am apologizing? If I am saying that I understand the position you were in? If I understand the BS he must have been feeding you about breaking up with me? I don’t know, but all I know is that I felt compelled to text you.”
She said that she finally reached her breaking point, 2 ½ years later. It took me 2. The last thing she said to me was, “I’ll bet she had the same reaction that I did when you first contacted me. But now I’m the crazy one!” Guess what, darling? If he did it to me, he’ll do it to you, and he’ll do it to her. Because some people never change.
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