Ex 1 (I had ex’s prior to this but they were silly teenage things)
Lasted - 2 and a half years (on/off)
Was four years older than me and could easily influence me, I think because he was 23 I thought he was an actual man

- Would publicly check other girls out in front of me, so much that sometimes they would reciprocate.
- Would make remarks about my weight (I was a size 8 that went down to a size 6 because of it. I’m now a 10) calling me fatty if I was eating something like pizza or ice cream. He’d buy me clothes as gifts that were purposely smaller so that I’d look and feel vile in them. He’d pick at what I’d order on a menu (classiest place we went for tea was whetherspoons and I’d always pay, ha!)
- He would keep his social life separate from me and in the 2 and a half years we were together he probably took me out about 5 times and that was to the cinema, every other time he saw me was at my flat or when he would invite me round for tea at his with his parents.
- I would completely turn my plans for the week upside down so I could see him - he wouldn’t do the same.
- He would go out/festivals etc and then start following groups of girls on Instagram the next day. When I asked about it he blocked my number and wouldn’t talk to me for about 6 weeks, during which I hardly ate because I felt worthless without him. When we got back together he blocked me on social media as “jealousy is an
weird trait”.
- Would have a go at me over something and then block my number when I would try and back myself up. Then he’d unblock it the next day and wait until I’d message him first.
- Would buy me gifts after doing this this ranged from a Yankee candle to a Michael Kors watch.
- We went on holiday (it was my first time abroad) and he barely spoke to me the whole time as he had “nothing to say to me” so it was pretty lonely.
- He’d gaslight me so much that I’d get myself in an awful state (I suffer from anxiety and he knew how to trigger it) and would just sit there and ignore me - but then that night he went out and bought me a TV.
- The day it ended he was trying so hard to start an argument with me and then said he doesn’t think we have a future and went to leave. He kept standing there so knew he was trying to get me to beg for him to stay. In the end I said “let me make it easier for you” and slammed the door in his face.
- A couple of days later he’s all exclusive with a woman 14 years older than him and would try and sniff round me when they’d be on a break.
Ashamed to say we hooked up once after I split with Ex 2 and then he kept chasing me for ages until I got with my boyfriend who I’ve been with for almost 3 years. I basically said I have a boyfriend and he responds “feel sorry for him” and blocked my number
Ex 2 (approx 5 months after splitting with Ex 1)
Lasted - 8 months ish.
- We already knew each other through work but he had a reputation for being a
duck boy as he had dated 2 other colleagues before me.
- Love bombed me from the get go and made out he was this perfect being that would rescue me from
tit lads.
- Would never leave mine. I’d somehow given him a key and I’d come home sometimes to him on the PlayStation (he’d tidied up and the place was gleaming so I didn’t complain at the time)
- Would talk about having kids with me and that he could see us growing old together.
- Had a girl best friend who had the same first name as me who was with one of his friends and he’d tell me about their nights out together just the two of them and they sounded more of a couple that what we did.
- Absolutely loved attention from the other girls at work.
- His Ex was a colleague who would always text him and he’d reply as “it was rude to ignore people” yet told me that when they were together she treated him so badly, this caused me to become extremely jealous and self conscious because this girl was commercially prettier than me so when there would be work nights out I’d be at home in a state thinking he’d be spending it with her (lo and behold he was) but then it caused arguments when I’d be upset.
- One night I found loads of messages (that he screenshot and saved to his laptop by the way, I didn’t go through his phone

) talking about how they were going to meet up for sex and nudes being swapped. We had a massive argument and I was ready to finish with him.
- He went home and told his mum what happened, apparently the truth but didn’t seem that way as she told him that she would make life hard for him if we stayed together, he would have to lead a double life so the cheeky
b got there first and dumped me

- He’s now engaged to a girl who looks like a Poundland version of the pretty Ex we would argue about.
Break up from Ex 2 hit me the hardest and I think it’s because I didn’t recover enough from Ex 1. Before I’d got with Ex 2 I’d play the field and rebound a bit but then all of a sudden I couldn’t shake him, he wasn’t my type at all and he was about a year younger than me so was heavily immature but he managed to make me feel that he was the happily ever after I missed out on

I ended up in a
large pit of depression and felt so worthless and it took me 18 months to meet and get together with Mr Sosig. During that time I had so many first dates where as soon as I would see a red flag I’d bail immediately
