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So many years, so many memories. It's as though you've never left, writing about me all this time. I just thought I'd stop and say hi, considering you write so often.
It started several years ago, one day, me having been invited to sit with some guys[we geeks always find each other] and you walked up and kissed me on the cheek. It was odd, surprising, and left me blushing. We hit it off, maybe just because I'm the new guy. A little ways down the line, and your friend asks me to the dance on your behalf. I say yeah. We go, have fun, and go back to my mother and her husband's place[I was 17, big deal]. Time marches on, and I get kicked out of my mother's place shortly after turning 18. Oh well, huh? I stay elsewhere for the remainder of the school year, you and I still meeting up and hanging out whenever we could. Two little lovebirds we were.
Things get nasty at your home, your mother threatening to kill you and I [maybe crazy really does run in the family], and you wind up moving in with me at Pam and Brandy's home. Forward a bit, you and I scraping by, me trying to find work, not being able to hold down a job [I'm a lame duck, I know]. After school is out for summer, you and I try to find another place to live. It goes for a bit, until a friend lets us move in with him. It wasn't too bad, I just wish I could make it up to him for all that he did for us. We stay there, and scrape by still. You and I get angry at each other, being separate from each other for a bit.
I also receive word that my grandmother passed on, so I go down to be at the funeral. During this time you stay elsewhere. I come back and you're angry with me. I try to pick you up, but you say don't bother. So I don't. I figure we're over and start dating other people. You then call me saying you're about to move up north and move in with family, and ask me to stop by. I explain that I have no brakes, but will figure out a way. I come by after a bit, and there you are, asking me if I still want you, and if so, to take you with me [I think Wyatt and his family are still angry with me to this day. Not sure.]. I take you home, and we go on as normal.
You then find out I'm dating Kelsey, and everything goes downhill from there. You threaten to push her down the stairs, and start acting extremely possessive. You and I get back together, as Kelsey and I separate. Things are going well enough, and I get you pregnant. About the same time we find out for certain, I am offered a chance to move south and go to a school that will get me a full high school diploma, as opposed to a GED or something similar. I explain it will be about 8 months to a year, and I'll be back as soon as I get my diploma. You agree that it's for the best.
Shortly after leaving, you get angry and tell people I've run off and abandoned you. You also start making lies and telling everyone at school all these sob stories [Yes, even to this day I still speak with people from high school, and they've all offered me this information]. This goes on until finally it gets closer to the due date, and we start having issues about whether or not to keep our daughter. I say we should, as by the time she is born, I'll only be a couple months from getting my diploma. It goes on and on, and our daughter is born.
You ask for some money to help pay for things, and I send you a check to help out, stipulating that you use it only on what's necessary [I.E.: For our daughter. Formula and diapers and such]. Well, you finally go through with the adoption and such, the check still not having been cashed. After the adoption is finalized, I ask you to mail back the check. You say you would, but it's in pieces in the trash can, and that the garbage has already been taken out.
I figure okay, I can afford to go out and get gas and parts to fix my car. I go to the gas station a couple days later get, fill up, go in to use my bank card, and apparently I have nothing in my account. You, having cashed the check after I asked you to return it, you having lied about that[I still want my $80, by the way]. That was a pleasant turn of events. I then asked you about it, and you said, "What's it matter? You gave me that money."
"No, I sent the money for our daughter, who you put up for adoption. No daughter, no money. And why did you lie about having thrown the check away when you cashed it?"
"Because I deserved it, that's why." About that time, I hung up on you. So here I am, at a gas station, with a $35 bill and no cash. Thanks.
Going forward from that, you start talking to me about getting back together again, and me being pissed, want nothing to do with you. We bicker, argue, piss and moan at each other for some time, until I say I've had it. I stop answering your calls, ignoring your texts, and leave you alone. You start harassing me more and more. After a while, I move back up north, and during the first week or so, my mom finds out about our daughter.
I then send you that text asking you a couple of things, because my mother asked me to find out. That's about the time you start asking if I want you back, and telling me you would leave your current boyfriend for me, If only I'd pick you up and take you home[Why does that seem familiar?]. I refuse, saying the same thing as before; that I was going to stay with you for our daughter, and after giving her up, that I really didn't want anything to do with you.
You then start threatening me, harassing me, and being all in all just a really bad person. You start calling me a demon, saying I'm not human, saying god will come down and smite me, saying you'll kill me, that you'll have the last laugh. I finally get bored with you and just ignore you. You then started taking everything to the most official of all channels in the world: The internet.
I honestly don't care about you anymore. I wish nothing for you, nor against you, and I had hoped you had grown up. It never will happen, as it seems to be the case, and I pity you for it. The more you write to me or send to me, the more I will respond, as you are inviting a response. If you can ever honestly apologize sincerely, without undermining it or being snarky or sarcastic afterwards, not shifting blame elsewhere, then maybe things will go better for you in the long run.
It started several years ago, one day, me having been invited to sit with some guys[we geeks always find each other] and you walked up and kissed me on the cheek. It was odd, surprising, and left me blushing. We hit it off, maybe just because I'm the new guy. A little ways down the line, and your friend asks me to the dance on your behalf. I say yeah. We go, have fun, and go back to my mother and her husband's place[I was 17, big deal]. Time marches on, and I get kicked out of my mother's place shortly after turning 18. Oh well, huh? I stay elsewhere for the remainder of the school year, you and I still meeting up and hanging out whenever we could. Two little lovebirds we were.
Things get nasty at your home, your mother threatening to kill you and I [maybe crazy really does run in the family], and you wind up moving in with me at Pam and Brandy's home. Forward a bit, you and I scraping by, me trying to find work, not being able to hold down a job [I'm a lame duck, I know]. After school is out for summer, you and I try to find another place to live. It goes for a bit, until a friend lets us move in with him. It wasn't too bad, I just wish I could make it up to him for all that he did for us. We stay there, and scrape by still. You and I get angry at each other, being separate from each other for a bit.
I also receive word that my grandmother passed on, so I go down to be at the funeral. During this time you stay elsewhere. I come back and you're angry with me. I try to pick you up, but you say don't bother. So I don't. I figure we're over and start dating other people. You then call me saying you're about to move up north and move in with family, and ask me to stop by. I explain that I have no brakes, but will figure out a way. I come by after a bit, and there you are, asking me if I still want you, and if so, to take you with me [I think Wyatt and his family are still angry with me to this day. Not sure.]. I take you home, and we go on as normal.
You then find out I'm dating Kelsey, and everything goes downhill from there. You threaten to push her down the stairs, and start acting extremely possessive. You and I get back together, as Kelsey and I separate. Things are going well enough, and I get you pregnant. About the same time we find out for certain, I am offered a chance to move south and go to a school that will get me a full high school diploma, as opposed to a GED or something similar. I explain it will be about 8 months to a year, and I'll be back as soon as I get my diploma. You agree that it's for the best.
Shortly after leaving, you get angry and tell people I've run off and abandoned you. You also start making lies and telling everyone at school all these sob stories [Yes, even to this day I still speak with people from high school, and they've all offered me this information]. This goes on until finally it gets closer to the due date, and we start having issues about whether or not to keep our daughter. I say we should, as by the time she is born, I'll only be a couple months from getting my diploma. It goes on and on, and our daughter is born.
You ask for some money to help pay for things, and I send you a check to help out, stipulating that you use it only on what's necessary [I.E.: For our daughter. Formula and diapers and such]. Well, you finally go through with the adoption and such, the check still not having been cashed. After the adoption is finalized, I ask you to mail back the check. You say you would, but it's in pieces in the trash can, and that the garbage has already been taken out.
I figure okay, I can afford to go out and get gas and parts to fix my car. I go to the gas station a couple days later get, fill up, go in to use my bank card, and apparently I have nothing in my account. You, having cashed the check after I asked you to return it, you having lied about that[I still want my $80, by the way]. That was a pleasant turn of events. I then asked you about it, and you said, "What's it matter? You gave me that money."
"No, I sent the money for our daughter, who you put up for adoption. No daughter, no money. And why did you lie about having thrown the check away when you cashed it?"
"Because I deserved it, that's why." About that time, I hung up on you. So here I am, at a gas station, with a $35 bill and no cash. Thanks.
Going forward from that, you start talking to me about getting back together again, and me being pissed, want nothing to do with you. We bicker, argue, piss and moan at each other for some time, until I say I've had it. I stop answering your calls, ignoring your texts, and leave you alone. You start harassing me more and more. After a while, I move back up north, and during the first week or so, my mom finds out about our daughter.
I then send you that text asking you a couple of things, because my mother asked me to find out. That's about the time you start asking if I want you back, and telling me you would leave your current boyfriend for me, If only I'd pick you up and take you home[Why does that seem familiar?]. I refuse, saying the same thing as before; that I was going to stay with you for our daughter, and after giving her up, that I really didn't want anything to do with you.
You then start threatening me, harassing me, and being all in all just a really bad person. You start calling me a demon, saying I'm not human, saying god will come down and smite me, saying you'll kill me, that you'll have the last laugh. I finally get bored with you and just ignore you. You then started taking everything to the most official of all channels in the world: The internet.
I honestly don't care about you anymore. I wish nothing for you, nor against you, and I had hoped you had grown up. It never will happen, as it seems to be the case, and I pity you for it. The more you write to me or send to me, the more I will respond, as you are inviting a response. If you can ever honestly apologize sincerely, without undermining it or being snarky or sarcastic afterwards, not shifting blame elsewhere, then maybe things will go better for you in the long run.
Having finally had the time to put these down to paper[bits and bytes, in this case], I felt it necessary to share as I had promised.
© 2010 - 2024 Karishnokovness
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Dear DA Community,
This Is RS and I want to give you my take of this same period of time. I feel you all deserve it after all thats happened. I am the second ex she claims has wronged her, and soon after I broke it off with her she tried to do whatever she could to ruin both my life and her other ex. This is my side of this story
You see Chong and I dated on and off from 2006 to late 2008 and back then I was blinded by puppy love and not able to see what was truly going on. Back then we were still in high school and she was living with her boyfriend at the time due to the fact her parents kicked her out back when they were dating.
At the time I was was pretty innocent due to the fact of just transferring to the public school system from a private christian school during my junior year. At which I had attended for my entire prior education.
Well we had been dating awhile and I really cared about her then the shock came when I discovered she had been cheating on me with her ex boyfriend all throughout the first couple months of the relationship. I stupidly forgave her and we continued dating. A few months later I found out she was pregnant with her exboyfriend's child. I'm not saying any of this to be mean to her ex (because now we're good friends) but just stating what happened.
This was about the time that her ex moved to Florida for school. So she then lived at a homeless shelter for about a month until her best friend managed to find a maternity home for her about 4 hours away from where we were. I was so blinded by love (as I look back, more so the feeling rather the emotion of being in love) That I told her that I would stick by her side and raise the child.
So when she was up there, the home she was in was a major lutheran one so she became pretty devout. That and she didn't have much to believe in by herself so (being a christian myself at the time) I told her to keep her faith and it would pull her through.
Let me break away from this for a second. When this whole mess started she stated that I "had used her for sex" when the fact of the matter was we had only done it once in our 2 year relationship (and that was after she gave birth).
Well a few months went by and the baby was born (cutest little girl ever) and she decides to give her up for adoption. At the time I thought we had sex twice (later I learned its not actually possible to get someone pregnant without penetration so I then found out that didn't count) Her ex had been coerced into signing off his parental rights at the time and I had a DNA test confirm that she was not my child.
Then about 2 months pass and I get a call from her in tears saying that she had sex with this guy she knew from working at Walmart. To be frank... I was absolutely stunned and heartbroken at the same time. I had sunk so much into that relationship and all it did was blow up in my face. I later asked her why and her reason was because she was lonely.
So I skipped my college classes for the next couple of days and drove out to see her to hopefully rekindle the flame that had gone out so many times before. To cut it short it didn't work. I broke up with her soon after my visit I cut off all communication altogether until recently (Ugh).
Then around November of 09 she sent me an e-mail and we chatted for a bit. I thought "Hey maybe I can forge a friendship out of this". To be frank I was dead wrong... All she wanted from me was to apologize for breaking up with her. To cut it short I refused to, and she blamed me for all the problems she had since then. I cut off all communication again after the death threat messages came saying she was going to kill my friends and family with a shotgun execution style. Police got involved and I didn't get any more phone messages from her. Thats when the DA bashing came. I did what the police told me to which was not respond and after many months she left me alone.
But now I can't keep quiet about her while she's bashing innocent deviants. I felt this information needed to get out once the death threats started coming. I hope this helps.
RenegadeShuriken
This Is RS and I want to give you my take of this same period of time. I feel you all deserve it after all thats happened. I am the second ex she claims has wronged her, and soon after I broke it off with her she tried to do whatever she could to ruin both my life and her other ex. This is my side of this story
You see Chong and I dated on and off from 2006 to late 2008 and back then I was blinded by puppy love and not able to see what was truly going on. Back then we were still in high school and she was living with her boyfriend at the time due to the fact her parents kicked her out back when they were dating.
At the time I was was pretty innocent due to the fact of just transferring to the public school system from a private christian school during my junior year. At which I had attended for my entire prior education.
Well we had been dating awhile and I really cared about her then the shock came when I discovered she had been cheating on me with her ex boyfriend all throughout the first couple months of the relationship. I stupidly forgave her and we continued dating. A few months later I found out she was pregnant with her exboyfriend's child. I'm not saying any of this to be mean to her ex (because now we're good friends) but just stating what happened.
This was about the time that her ex moved to Florida for school. So she then lived at a homeless shelter for about a month until her best friend managed to find a maternity home for her about 4 hours away from where we were. I was so blinded by love (as I look back, more so the feeling rather the emotion of being in love) That I told her that I would stick by her side and raise the child.
So when she was up there, the home she was in was a major lutheran one so she became pretty devout. That and she didn't have much to believe in by herself so (being a christian myself at the time) I told her to keep her faith and it would pull her through.
Let me break away from this for a second. When this whole mess started she stated that I "had used her for sex" when the fact of the matter was we had only done it once in our 2 year relationship (and that was after she gave birth).
Well a few months went by and the baby was born (cutest little girl ever) and she decides to give her up for adoption. At the time I thought we had sex twice (later I learned its not actually possible to get someone pregnant without penetration so I then found out that didn't count) Her ex had been coerced into signing off his parental rights at the time and I had a DNA test confirm that she was not my child.
Then about 2 months pass and I get a call from her in tears saying that she had sex with this guy she knew from working at Walmart. To be frank... I was absolutely stunned and heartbroken at the same time. I had sunk so much into that relationship and all it did was blow up in my face. I later asked her why and her reason was because she was lonely.
So I skipped my college classes for the next couple of days and drove out to see her to hopefully rekindle the flame that had gone out so many times before. To cut it short it didn't work. I broke up with her soon after my visit I cut off all communication altogether until recently (Ugh).
Then around November of 09 she sent me an e-mail and we chatted for a bit. I thought "Hey maybe I can forge a friendship out of this". To be frank I was dead wrong... All she wanted from me was to apologize for breaking up with her. To cut it short I refused to, and she blamed me for all the problems she had since then. I cut off all communication again after the death threat messages came saying she was going to kill my friends and family with a shotgun execution style. Police got involved and I didn't get any more phone messages from her. Thats when the DA bashing came. I did what the police told me to which was not respond and after many months she left me alone.
But now I can't keep quiet about her while she's bashing innocent deviants. I felt this information needed to get out once the death threats started coming. I hope this helps.
RenegadeShuriken