chronotrigger
Klim Dicnar (read backwards)
Okay, so to begin this, I will just say that I am a tough man, I make my decisions thoroughly and permanently after full understanding, and I don't give up. I should also mention that I had only dated two girls before this story and each lasted 3 weeks to the day when they both cheated on me with the same person and left me for said person. Now that that's out of the way, I need some advice and this will be a long story, so please be patient throughout it. Just keep in mind that I have made mistakes in the past, and I learn from all of them. Please be bluntly honest and frank since I don't like lies, even the sugar-coated ones to make a person feel better.
This story began about 5 years ago. I met a girl through a friend. We will call her "Jane." When we started dating, I mistook infatuation for love and made the mistake of telling her my feelings, since I don't like to hide my emotions. She reciprocated in a fashion that I appreciated and after a month, we were "in love." What I didn't know at the time is that she was crazy. Literally crazy, like sociopath crazy. She isn't exactly a bad person, but while we were together, she always mentioned her crush from when she was 13 on this guy that I will name, "John." I never thought anything of it because he was a friend of the family, married, and she had supposedly gotten over her crush. After 3 months together, he decided to give her a ride to her brother's house since my car was packed with her mom, mom's boyfriend, and her other brother. I trusted her and when we got there, she wasn't anywhere to be found. An hour passed and she hadn't shown up. I began to worry that they got into an accident and called. She said they got lost, which confused me since she was always the person who gave me directions to her brother's house. I brushed it off because of my misplaced trust. When I saw her, we stayed up all night, but she was kind of stand-offish. Early morning came, everyone was asleep but us, and so we went for a drive because she needed to tell me something. When we got to the nearest empty parking lot, she told me that she had given John a nice kiss in another area, but she stopped before too long because all she could think about was me and how much she loved me. I was baffled because first off, she was honest, which never happens. Secondly, she didn't want to break up with me for him, but rather wanted to stay permanently with me. I wasn't sure of my feelings at the moment, so I decided since she was honest and knew her feelings, I would stay because I was happy with her. The next day, however, that changed into hatred of her because she called her friends to brag about what she got to do. After a week of deliberation on what to do, I decided to break it off with her. After ending it, I had trouble actually leaving since she wouldn't let me go. I had to eventually run to my car, get in, lock the doors, and drive as fast as I could. After leaving, my phone didn't stop ringing for the next 36 hours from her calling non-stop. I finally answered and told her it was over, but we talked and I started feeling bad since I did care for her, so I decided to give it another chance. My biggest mistake yet. After a couple weeks, things were just horrible. I couldn't get over what happened and I realized that my feelings for her were infatuation, so I ended it again. This time, however, she seemed to take it better, until I caught her taking a bunch of heavy narcotics. This hit my guilty conscience and made me call an ambulance and decide to stay with her, because I have never been a selfish person and I live to make others happy. I am happy if others are. I couldn't stand it, so ended it again a little while later. She literally found ways to hack into all my internet stuff, followed me everywhere, all while non-stop calling. I would have called the police, but I had seen this act before with my grandma's ex who, after the restraining order, almost killed her. So, being unable to decide what to do, decided to go back, yet again, but not fully. I know, this was stupid, but this way, I had a life outside of her reach. If I was with her, she left me alone when I wasn't at her house.
Another problem I caused through this is that I didn''t tell my family, who I lived with, about what happened and lied, for the first time since I was 3, and told them she was gone. I decided to "stay" with her until I could find either a way to make her so sad that she wouldn't want me or until I could come up with another solution. This has been going on for almost 4 years now, and about a year and a half ago, I fell in love with a girl I will name Stacey. There was, and still is, no doubt that it's love. Stacey and I met through a mutual friend and this time, I knew from the moment I saw her that I loved her and that she did me also. After a day or so, I asked her out and we had the most wonderful time of our lives. I told her all about my problem and with her help, found a way to get rid of Jane. It worked. I finally was happy and had gotten rid of my crazy, stalker ex. Things were going well until Stacey, while completely drunk, near pass out, had sex with another man. The man, Jerry, didn't know she was in a relationship and she didn't know who he was when it happened. The problem is that she has an overly guilty conscience and couldn't forgive herself. I actually had no problems with it because I love her so much it didn't matter, as long as it wasn't a repeated offense. She tried to forget it, but the guy then decided he wanted to do it more with her, after finding out about me. He even told me that all he wanted was her body. She felt like it was the right thing to do to go with him instead of me to let me find someone better. After roughly 7 months, she had actually grown to like him when the inevitable had happened. He cheated on her and dumped her. I have been her friend through all of this since that's what we started as. She is my best friend as well as the woman I love. The problem I had this time was while I was drunk and Stacey was still with Jerry, I didn't remember it, but I ended up sleeping with Jane since she found me drunk. She ended up pregnant. Now, she had decided to get rid of it if I stayed, but I still don't know my feelings on abortion, so I tried to figure out what to do since Stacey doesn't like kids and I am not a big fan of them either. I ended up deciding that I was okay enough with abortion to do what I hated most to do, but would hopefully lead to the better ending. My family and friends all know the truth now, but it hasn't undone all the lies I had made. I don't know if I will ever forgive myself for lying to the people I cared about. The only problem is that everything with Jane is at square one again, Stacey isn't bothered by that since she has known the story, but she isn't sure about dating me since she had hurt me. She also said that she needed to learn to love herself either way before she dated anyone, and I know that's true. She has needed to do that for a long time, but she is very strong-willed and independent, so she needed to learn to do that herself.
Now, before I ask for my advice, I should note that earlier, I mentioned that I don't like lies. I realize this is kind of hypocritical since I mentioned lying in my story, but I don't lie anymore except to Jane, mostly because I don't know what to do about that situation. The thing I need advice/help on is what to do about Jane, how to convince Stacey that it's alright and that love is what should prevail, and how to undo the massive wrongs of the years of wrongdoing. If anyone can help, I would greatly appreciate it and I would hope that you won't judge me too strongly for my decisions because I know how wrong some of them were. Also, more than anything else, don't judge Stacey too harshly either since she is a good person at heart, but lost. I know her well and I am a fairly good judge of goodness in people. Thank you all beforehand on all advice/help.
This story began about 5 years ago. I met a girl through a friend. We will call her "Jane." When we started dating, I mistook infatuation for love and made the mistake of telling her my feelings, since I don't like to hide my emotions. She reciprocated in a fashion that I appreciated and after a month, we were "in love." What I didn't know at the time is that she was crazy. Literally crazy, like sociopath crazy. She isn't exactly a bad person, but while we were together, she always mentioned her crush from when she was 13 on this guy that I will name, "John." I never thought anything of it because he was a friend of the family, married, and she had supposedly gotten over her crush. After 3 months together, he decided to give her a ride to her brother's house since my car was packed with her mom, mom's boyfriend, and her other brother. I trusted her and when we got there, she wasn't anywhere to be found. An hour passed and she hadn't shown up. I began to worry that they got into an accident and called. She said they got lost, which confused me since she was always the person who gave me directions to her brother's house. I brushed it off because of my misplaced trust. When I saw her, we stayed up all night, but she was kind of stand-offish. Early morning came, everyone was asleep but us, and so we went for a drive because she needed to tell me something. When we got to the nearest empty parking lot, she told me that she had given John a nice kiss in another area, but she stopped before too long because all she could think about was me and how much she loved me. I was baffled because first off, she was honest, which never happens. Secondly, she didn't want to break up with me for him, but rather wanted to stay permanently with me. I wasn't sure of my feelings at the moment, so I decided since she was honest and knew her feelings, I would stay because I was happy with her. The next day, however, that changed into hatred of her because she called her friends to brag about what she got to do. After a week of deliberation on what to do, I decided to break it off with her. After ending it, I had trouble actually leaving since she wouldn't let me go. I had to eventually run to my car, get in, lock the doors, and drive as fast as I could. After leaving, my phone didn't stop ringing for the next 36 hours from her calling non-stop. I finally answered and told her it was over, but we talked and I started feeling bad since I did care for her, so I decided to give it another chance. My biggest mistake yet. After a couple weeks, things were just horrible. I couldn't get over what happened and I realized that my feelings for her were infatuation, so I ended it again. This time, however, she seemed to take it better, until I caught her taking a bunch of heavy narcotics. This hit my guilty conscience and made me call an ambulance and decide to stay with her, because I have never been a selfish person and I live to make others happy. I am happy if others are. I couldn't stand it, so ended it again a little while later. She literally found ways to hack into all my internet stuff, followed me everywhere, all while non-stop calling. I would have called the police, but I had seen this act before with my grandma's ex who, after the restraining order, almost killed her. So, being unable to decide what to do, decided to go back, yet again, but not fully. I know, this was stupid, but this way, I had a life outside of her reach. If I was with her, she left me alone when I wasn't at her house.
Another problem I caused through this is that I didn''t tell my family, who I lived with, about what happened and lied, for the first time since I was 3, and told them she was gone. I decided to "stay" with her until I could find either a way to make her so sad that she wouldn't want me or until I could come up with another solution. This has been going on for almost 4 years now, and about a year and a half ago, I fell in love with a girl I will name Stacey. There was, and still is, no doubt that it's love. Stacey and I met through a mutual friend and this time, I knew from the moment I saw her that I loved her and that she did me also. After a day or so, I asked her out and we had the most wonderful time of our lives. I told her all about my problem and with her help, found a way to get rid of Jane. It worked. I finally was happy and had gotten rid of my crazy, stalker ex. Things were going well until Stacey, while completely drunk, near pass out, had sex with another man. The man, Jerry, didn't know she was in a relationship and she didn't know who he was when it happened. The problem is that she has an overly guilty conscience and couldn't forgive herself. I actually had no problems with it because I love her so much it didn't matter, as long as it wasn't a repeated offense. She tried to forget it, but the guy then decided he wanted to do it more with her, after finding out about me. He even told me that all he wanted was her body. She felt like it was the right thing to do to go with him instead of me to let me find someone better. After roughly 7 months, she had actually grown to like him when the inevitable had happened. He cheated on her and dumped her. I have been her friend through all of this since that's what we started as. She is my best friend as well as the woman I love. The problem I had this time was while I was drunk and Stacey was still with Jerry, I didn't remember it, but I ended up sleeping with Jane since she found me drunk. She ended up pregnant. Now, she had decided to get rid of it if I stayed, but I still don't know my feelings on abortion, so I tried to figure out what to do since Stacey doesn't like kids and I am not a big fan of them either. I ended up deciding that I was okay enough with abortion to do what I hated most to do, but would hopefully lead to the better ending. My family and friends all know the truth now, but it hasn't undone all the lies I had made. I don't know if I will ever forgive myself for lying to the people I cared about. The only problem is that everything with Jane is at square one again, Stacey isn't bothered by that since she has known the story, but she isn't sure about dating me since she had hurt me. She also said that she needed to learn to love herself either way before she dated anyone, and I know that's true. She has needed to do that for a long time, but she is very strong-willed and independent, so she needed to learn to do that herself.
Now, before I ask for my advice, I should note that earlier, I mentioned that I don't like lies. I realize this is kind of hypocritical since I mentioned lying in my story, but I don't lie anymore except to Jane, mostly because I don't know what to do about that situation. The thing I need advice/help on is what to do about Jane, how to convince Stacey that it's alright and that love is what should prevail, and how to undo the massive wrongs of the years of wrongdoing. If anyone can help, I would greatly appreciate it and I would hope that you won't judge me too strongly for my decisions because I know how wrong some of them were. Also, more than anything else, don't judge Stacey too harshly either since she is a good person at heart, but lost. I know her well and I am a fairly good judge of goodness in people. Thank you all beforehand on all advice/help.