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Two actually. I had a live in girlfriend whom I dated since high we were in High School. We moved in together after we graduated because she hated living at home. Anyways, I was a scumbag and cheated on her with a chick in our apartment complex. She found out hit me a few times grabbed a knife and threatened to stab herself and the other woman. I had to keep her in the apartment and call the cops to talk her down and they took her to a mental health facility for a 72 hour hold because she admitted to them she was having thoughts of hurting herself. I felt like a complete douche and even the cops gave me the worst looks ever.

Second time was with a chick I met through my brother (he doesn't have a great history with the people he chooses to hang with) but we ended up hooking up 20 mins after we met and loosely dated for a few weeks. I found out she was actually married to a Marine who was stationed temporarily in Japan. I think the dude used to beat her anyways but her daughter was really screwed up and really so was the chick. Seriously, whose 5 year old tells adults to fuck off and spits on their hand and rubs it on you when you aren't looking? A little devil child.

I was a soldier then and I broke it off with her out of sheer respect. I broke up with her over the phone and she called me constantly for two days after. She eventually told me nobody would miss her and that she wanted to leave her daughter with me etc. So like a dumbass I went to pick her and her daughter up to take them to her mothers house or so I thought. I left my car in an unfamiliar place and got in her car, drove around and we got into a fight. She smacked me so I damn near hit her back but I didn't and she flinched hard, which is why I suspect her husband beat her. I told her to take me back to my car and she flat out refused. I just had to get away from her (she was crazy) so I got out and had to walk and find my car. Took me over two hours to find my way back to it.

I'm lucky I grew up, met my wife and have been married for 13 years since. No way would I want to have to go through any crap like those days again.