To clarify, i’m over my actual ex as a person. I’m just not over what he DID to me.

I wanted to do something for myself that i’d wanted to do for years, even before I met him. I wanted to travel to a certain country. He, for his own reasons, was unable to join me. It was upsetting that he couldn’t join me, though I tried to make it possible, so I decided to go on my own. It was my first opportunity to finally live my dream of visiting this country and would be my last for a WHILE.

He, vengefully, did so much to hurt me because of this decision I made. He purposefully contracted an STI to give it to me so I would take it with me on my trip and pass it on to others if I “cheated on him” on my trip (which of course I did not, thankfully). This information was also not made clear to me until after we broke up and I had gotten tested and contacted him to let him know he might have an STI. Had I never gotten checked, he never would have told me he gave it to me, even post break up. I’d had it for about a month before I got checked.

In the span of about three weeks, he had managed to cheat on me with more people than I can count on one hand.

Like I said, this person is dead to me at this point. However, his actions still haunt me to this day. I can’t keep myself from thinking about it almost DAILY. It’s been driving me crazy and I wanted to get it off my chest so, here I am.

Thanks to whoever reads this.