Reddit Stories - PARTNER PLAYED a joke on me by having a female COMPANION on his

Episode Date: February 2, 2026

#redditstories #askreddit #aita #relationshipadvice #funnyjokes #trustissues #communication #humorSummary: A woman shares her experience of discovering her partner's joke involving a female companion. Initially taken aback, she reflects on the implications of trust and humor in their relationship. The incident prompts her to question boundaries and communication styles, leading to a deeper discussion about their partnership.Tags: redditstories, askreddit, reddit, aita, tifu, relationshiphumor, trust, boundaries, communication, jokes, partnerjokes, humorintheirrelationship, femalecompanions, relationshipdynamics, funnyrelationshipstories, emotionalintelligence, couplecommunication, relationshipadvice, trustissues, humorBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/reddit-stories--6816713/support.This episode includes AI-generated content.

All episodes, completely add free with an Apple podcast subscription. Cancel any time. One-time offer, $2.2. Episode with two stories, first part. I hope you enjoy this story. Partner played a joke on me by having a female companion on his lap on my special day, leaving me devastated and confused about how to proceed. As a 27-year-old individual, I encountered my perspective significant other, likely in the near future.

BX, boyfriend Alex, 29M, two years ago through a mutual friend of ours. I never expected he'd be interested in me because, when I first met him, he had only been with women. He came out as bisexual to me and our friends not too long after that, and that same night, he hinted that he was into me. We got to know each other more and it eventually turned into the two of us dating. He's genuinely a sweet and awesome guy, quite introverted but has a big heart and a real geek about the things he likes. I thought he'd be the one I would be marrying and all that,

but I'm thinking that's not going to happen anymore. Last Monday was my birthday, and I went home early from work so that Alex and I can go out and enjoy ourselves. I told him earlier that day that I would go home early. When I opened the door, I was greeted by him laying on our couch, while the woman I didn't know was on top of him. They were fully clothed by the way. I was basically paralyzed and couldn't react at all. He eventually saw me and had a surprised look on his face, but he also looked like he was trying to hold his laugh in. The woman also looked like she was about to laugh as well.

I also started to hear chatter from the kitchen and in our bedroom. Alex then shouted, you guys can come out. And so our friends came out of our bedroom and kitchen, holding gifts, party poppers, and a cake. I guess them shouting it's a prank. Happy birthday. While turning the party poppers on snapped me back to reality because after they said that, I just quietly turned around and left. I didn't see their reactions when I did that, but I could hear them saying, oh shit and wait. And some other things I can't remember. When I

heard them try to follow me, I hastened my pace until I reached my car and drove away. While driving, my phone started to get bombarded by texts, calls, and messages from my boyfriend and our friends. When it got too distracting, I just turned off my phone and went to a hotel that's far enough from my place. By the time I got to my hotel room, I just started sobbing on the floor. I think I blacked out from crying because when I woke up, it was already sunny outside. I made sure to tell my team leader first that I would be absent for a few days due to an emergency, and she was kind enough to accept my request. She probably noticed something was off with me because I was sniffling and my voice sounded weak.

Right now, I plan on telling my aunt who lives near my area about what happened and asking if I could live with her for a couple of days until I sort out my mind and know what I have to do next. I'm deeply heartbroken because I've told my BF and my friends before how I felt about cheating and how it essentially ruined my family growing up in my young mind back then. My mom cheated on my dad and it broke our family, and I got cheated on by my first boyfriend. But at the same time, I can't help but feel like I overreacted and that I should have just went with it all. I still don't plan on opening my phone, so I'm using my laptop right now to type this. I don't know how to face and respond to them all after all that has happened.

Maybe some time away from them will help, I hope. Update. Hi there. I'm sorry it took me a while to post an update. I've been busy and I also got back to working two days ago, so I don't really have that much free time on me anymore. But before I get started with the actual update, I would like to thank everyone who has given me their advice and wisdom, along with those who wished me well and a belated happy birthday. You folks really made me feel happy even after all that has happened. I never thought internet strangers could be so kind,

L.O.L. Normally, I confide with my friends whenever I had a problem, but since they somehow became part of that problem, I thought maybe going here would be a good idea, and I guess it was. Truly, thank you to all of you. Although, even if almost all of you had nothing but great advice and nice things to say. There were some who were skeptical or were even harsh, specifically in the way I just ghosted my boyfriend and everyone at that surprise party. Truth be told, I could have done something more mature as some would say, but really, in that moment, all I could think was remove myself from that situation because I wouldn't know what I would do if I fell back to my old self. Also, sorry for any typos, I wrote this all on my phone. If you want to go directly to the update,

just scroll past this upcoming wall of text. For context, I found out my mom was cheating on my dad at 14 years old. I got home from school early and found that the house was empty. I went upstairs to go to my room, but as I got nearer to my parents' room, I heard these faint sounds of sex, and it didn't help that the door to the room was slightly opened. Curiosity got the best of me and I decided to take a peek inside, and there she was, my own mom cheating on my dad with his co-worker.

I felt like I was going to be sick, like it was some sort of nightmare. I froze there for a few seconds before my dad's co-worker noticed me and immediately alerted my mom that I was watching them. When my mom finally realized what happened, she started calling me out and tried to follow me, but I got to run to my room and locked it before she could catch me.

My mom was frantically calling out my name and knocking hard on the door, but all I could do was cry. The realization that the person I was calling my mom wasn't the person I thought she was hit me like a ton of bricks because I used to adore my mom. She was always around while my dad was working full time which made me resent my dad because he was never around. I remember hiding in my bed sheets and eventually falling asleep. I was woken up by my dad knocking on my door and calling me to come out. I had to comply, of course, and when I opened my door, my father was standing in front of me with my mom behind him. He gave me. He gave me. He gave me. me a tight hug and asked me about the guys who bullied me while I was walking home from school, and I was confused when he mentioned that. But then I saw my mom looking mad at me and basically telling me through her face that I should go along with it. As much as I hated it, I went along with it because I didn't want to hurt my dad. Since then, I've decided to fully ignore my mom unless it was for a chore or something important, and when I moved out at 18, I made sure to go

and see on her and only talk to her when my dad wanted me to. My mom and dad and dad, eventually divorced after I moved out. Turns out, he always knew but didn't want to do anything about it until I moved out because he didn't want me to live in a household riddled with arguments and stress brought upon by divorcing couples. It didn't really work, but I appreciate my dad for still looking out after me even if he was hurting. Then, when I was 19, I got into my first ever relationship. We had a pretty nice start and we were each other's firsts. But when I found out he was cheating on me, things got really ugly. I know this is not an excuse, but I was young and didn't know how to handle that information when I got it. And knowing how much I hated cheating,

I basically went crazy on him and turned to destroying his stuff, deleting all copies of his thesis, and even went as far as doing this insane Facebook rant where I exposed his cheating and posted pics of him and the guy he was cheating me with, and even mentioned his mom and dad in the post and outing him without his consent. I deleted the post just two days after, but the damage has already been done and my ex ended up moving away and living in another area because of my post. Obviously, I am thoroughly embarrassed and ashamed of what I've done, and I still regret doing all of that. When my aunt found out about what I did, she gave me a pretty stern scolding and insisted that I had to get checked by a psychiatrist because what I did isn't normal, and it's not,

and I got diagnosed with severe depression and the doctor also said I had some unresolved trauma, which confused my aunt. But after telling her what happened six years ago, she fully understood why and gave me a tight hug and cried after spilling everything to her. She felt bad because she wasn't able to do anything to help me before and now is extremely mad at her sister, my mom, for doing all of that to me. Ever since then, my aunt has helped me get the therapy and meds that I needed, and essentially turned into my mother figure. My ex and I don't talk much these days but we have made amends and are a good terms now. Now that all of this stuff from my past has been finally laid out, for those wondering why I did what I did, here's the actual

update. After I submitted my original post, I packed my things that night and prepared to go to my aunt's house, which wasn't that far but still a bit of a drive nonetheless. When I finally got there, she was incredibly welcoming and I thanked her for allowing me to stay in her house even just for a while. She gave me a tight hug and told me I was always welcome and that she will be there to help me when I need her too. She eventually lead me to the spare bedroom that they have in their house and help me unpack my stuff. She is honestly such an incredible woman and I love her so much. She's basically the mom I've always wanted. Once I was done unpacking, I was again confronted by the fact that I haven't opened my phone for quite some time now.

I've avoided it for so long that I didn't think I could open it again, but I knew I had to. The moment my phone booted up, hundreds upon hundreds of texts, chats, and missed calls popped up on my screen. Even if I was still hesitant, I decided to open my chats and looked at our friend groups group chat first. The chats from the start were all very frantic in nature, with my friends asking about where I was or what happened. But after scrolling down a few more times, the chats turned into them apologizing that the prank happened and that it was not on the plan at all. One of my friends even blamed the girl that was on top of Alex, my BF, and thought she was untrustworthy.

Finally, the chats ended up being them hoping they could contact me and wishing I was safe. I guess they knew I just read their chats because as soon as I was done back reading, my friends immediately knew I was online and asked how I was doing and where I was. They also started apologizing again for not being able to stop the prank from happening and that they didn't know that was going to happen and thought the original prank was going to be something else. At this point, I was thoroughly confused because they seemed happy enough to be there during that night, but I knew I had to apologize to them first for ghosting them and asking their side of the story first before speaking about what had happened. Essentially, they were simply planning

a surprise birthday party for me with Alex in a group chat that didn't include me. Then, my BF added a few more people into the group chat, saying that they were college friends of his and he wanted them to be a part of the surprise party too since they also wanted to meet and get to know me better. As a suggestion, one of my boyfriend's college friends pitched the idea of them pranking me. The plan was my BF is going to be on the couch with a serial killer holding a bloody knife and fake stabbing my BF while the killer was on top of him and while my BF is bleeding everywhere. My BF's college friends thought it would be funny to see my reaction, although my friends were initially skeptical. They reassured them that it would be harmless fun and that once my BF and the

friend who'll be acting as the killer got their desired reaction on camera, they can just tell me that it was all a prank and my friends and my BF's other college friends would come out and surprise me with their gifts and stuff. My friends eventually agreed so as long as they don't drag out the prank and immediately reveal everything once they captured my reaction on camera. The day of my birthday comes and everything they planned seems to be going smoothly, with them waiting for me. My BF's college friends ushered everyone to hide while they set up the prank, and when it was done, they would hide too. When they finally heard my BF say they can come out, they thought the prank was a success because

I looked absolutely mortified, but they knew something was up when even after the prank was revealed, I was still looking shocked and almost teary-eyed even, until I finally turned around and left. They were understandably shook and confused, thinking the serial killer prank was too much, but knowing me, I wouldn't have minded it at all since I love scary movies and an avid horror enjoyer. That was then they realized that my BF's female college friend was on top of my BF, not wearing any serial killer costume and not holding any fake bloody knife. They then saw my BF pushing his female college friend away from him and chasing after me. Some of them also tried to follow me, while some were asking what happened to the original plan.

Even my BF's other college friends were wondering why their female friend wasn't in costume, but she was just silent. After a few minutes, my BF came back to our apartment looking distraught and crying. He then tells everyone that they should all go and proceeds to go to our bedroom. They wanted to ask him what happened, but he shut the door before they could. His female college friend then followed him inside which really weirded them out, but after a while, they hear my BF shouting at her, telling her to fuck off. She then goes out the door on the verge of tears and leaves the apartment. They said everything happened so fast that they didn't know how to process all that has happened.

Not too long after that, though, they realized that I was missing and started calling and texting me, but I didn't respond to any of them. Eventually, I was unreachable, I turned off my phone, and decided they should just go home and wait for me to respond. My BF's college friends apologized profusely to what has happened and didn't mean for any of this, but they basically just ignored them. They then followed their retelling of their side with videos that they've recoded that proved their accounts, along with an apology and wishing that I was doing well.

After my friends told me what happened on their point of view, I felt really terrible and apologized again for ghosting them and telling them that everything that happened was none of their fault. I told them that I would make it up to them soon, but they reassured me that they accept my apology and are just happy that I'm alive and well. They also pitched to have a late birthday celebration with me this weekend, and my BF and his friends aren't included this time. I of course happily agreed and thanked them for being such great friends and that I really couldn't thank them enough for being such an awesome bunch of people. The morning of the next day, my aunt knocks on my door and wakes me up, telling me that I have a visitor downstairs. She looked a bit mad, so I can already tell who it was. It was my BF. Alex, carrying this beautiful bouquet of flowers and my

favorite chocolates with him. Even if he looked amazing, his face was the complete opposite because he looked like he was crying for days. I asked him how he found out about where I was and told me that once I turned on my phone again, an app on my phone that we both have notified him of my whereabouts, it's basically an app that allows you and your trusted friends to share your locations in real time as long as you have an internet connection and your locations is on. I was a bit frustrated that he actually came here to my aunt's house, but nevertheless, he was already there, so might as well just hear him out on what he had to say. He basically reiterated what my friends told me, but he added in some more details that my friends didn't know about.

Apparently, his old college friends reconnected with him after he lost touch with them after they graduated. They found his Facebook account through some searching and wanted to ask him about his life after all these years. They were especially happy when he told them that he currently has a boyfriend because they secretly knew he was bisexual but didn't want to make assumptions or make him feel weird about it. Alex eventually tells them about me, and he mentions that him and our friends are planning a secret birthday surprise for me and they immediately wanted to be a part of it. After they were added to the group chat, they started suggesting ideas on how to make the

surprise much more fun, until their female friend, will call her Anna, suggested that they do a prank to surprise me. Alex's college friends were immediately on board because they saw tick-tokes of it and and they thought it was really funny, but my friends were obviously skeptical. Eventually, they agreed what the prank is going to be and that the prank wouldn't take too long. Anna volunteered to be the serial killer since it was her idea, and they all went and did their parts of the surprise so that everything would be ready when my birthday comes. The day of the surprise party comes, and everyone prepares for my arrival.

When Anna and Alex went into their assigned positions for the prank, he wondered why she still wasn't in her costume and that her props was missing, but all she could reply was that she forgot. Alex offers to find the costume and props, but Anna insists that there's no more time and that I was going to arrive soon. Alex at this point was extremely uncomfortable and wanted to get out of their position,

but before he could do it, I've already opened the door and saw them. He admits that he fucked up by laughing a bit at my reaction because it was exactly the reaction he thought I was going to make but immediately realized what it looked like and called everyone to come out to save himself from the embarrassment and give context to what I was seeing. When he realized that that didn't work, he forcefully pushed Anna away to chase after me,

but he wasn't able to keep up once I got into my car. It then sunk into him that he fucked up big time and that when I drove away, that's when he remembered my trauma about cheating, which made him cry while returning to our apartment. He tells everyone to leave and retreats to our bedroom, not really knowing what to do. To his shock, Anna comes inside our room unannounced and starts comforting Alex. He repeatedly took him. tells her to leave and that he'll be fine, but what really set him off was Anna asking him so, does that mean you're single now? That's when he realized she did it on purpose. Alex then shouts at her and angrily asks her to leave, which she then complies to after looking

like she just embarrassed herself. Alex is in tears at this point, and he tells me that he wishes he just didn't agree with the prank. He's cut off contact with his college friends for now, and is incredibly sorry about what happened. He then starts hugging me really tight. He then starts hugging me really tightly and says that he loves me so much and that he's scared of losing me. His words alone also made me cry because even after everything, I still love him deeply and I do believe everything he said. After a minute or two of us hugging and crying, he lets go of me and tells me that we should back together to our apartment, but that if I still need time and space, he'll gladly give it to me. I gave him a kiss and and respond to him with me asking him to help me pack my stuff.

Of course, I gave my aunt the warmest of hugs and told her how much I appreciated her for helping me. She was happy things got resolved, but also jokingly threatened my boyfriend that if he did something stupid or hurtful to me again, she'll personally whisk me away to safety and away from him. My boyfriend laughed but I think he was just hiding his nervousness. Now, I'm back in our apartment, and Alex even offered to throw away the couch that was used for the prank, but I declined since it's a pretty nice couch and everything that has happened was something no one wanted, aside Anna probably. I've already made amends with my boyfriend and we've both forgiven each other, and my friends are happy that things worked out in the end.

Alex is probably now invited to the weekend party, but I've yet to ask them, ha ha. Don't worry, I'm also going to get in touch with my therapist soon and book new appointments with her per the suggestion of my aunt. This has all taken a toll on me but I'm glad to have the support of my BF, my friends, and everyone who has read my post and shared their support to me, Also, I realized that this update is probably not what most of you wanted to happen, and as much as I was close to just giving it all up, I never had a reason to in the end and I'm glad I got to hear their sides out before making any huge decisions that I might end up regret later, and I do trust my BF and my friends since they all sounded sincere and they did have proofs to back them up. I think this is going to be my last update since everything seems to have been resolved at this point, but I'll try to make an update if ever something happens. But I hope that's not going to be the case. Once again, thank you everyone less than three.

That's the end of the first story. Let's begin the second one. I hope you enjoy this story. I disappeared on my disloyal partner, and she found someone else to intimidate me with violence. Therefore, my former companion of three years betrayed me with another person. Co-worker When I first met her she had nothing, no job, barely any money, and no car. She was living with her mother until she got kicked out. This isn't the first time she's jumped from house to house with family members or friends.

So I took her in to live with me at my mother's house. We've been dating for about nine months when this happened, but we were already very close and we loved each other. I helped pick her up from school, I gave her a place to stay. When she had no job or money I fought every day with my job to get her to work at my job and she eventually got hired. I helped teach her how to drive and brought her to do her driver's test to get her license. I was there to bring her to her graduation when she really had no one. Eventually when she was getting financially stable she wanted to get a car. And who helped her find a car?

Me. It wasn't the best car but it got her from point A to point B. During our three years together we obviously had arguments and ups and down but that's normal. She also was very bipolar and didn't use much manners with people like I did, so sometimes I thought to myself that she's kind of different from me. During the relationship there was a lot of arguments and she was that person that didn't like the silent treatment or didn't like to see me ignore her when we needed to cool down. She would keep poking me and provoking me to keep arguing with her then all of sudden get really emotional to the point where she threatened to kill herself if I left her. I would admit there was a time I gave her a one-inch punch to the arm because I was dealing with a spine injury and she took my phone away from me when I didn't want to argue I just wanted to look at tick-ticks so we don't argue but she hates the silent treatment. She grabbed me and even digged her nails into my skin so I can let go of my phone.

She pulled me and refused to give my phone back while I have so much pain for my spine and sciatic nerve. I wanted to just ignore the situation and let us cool down, but I never ever beat her or abused her like. like she said I did. I regret what I did and always apologize to her and to God. Anyways, fast forward to the situation. She ended up getting depressed and upset from our job because it got so bad and I agreed with her. So she ended up finding a new job and I was proud of her she would work overnight and come back home in the morning but it started getting a little weird because most couples don't care about not shaving their legs or making sure they're very clean and good looking at times when

they're very close, but she made sure she looked amazing and made sure to shave almost every day. Mind you this is a warehouse job so there's no point in looking amazing there. It's been a month since she started working there and all of a sudden when she started working every day overnight and always had some excuse or some story on why she's going to work early or coming home late she looked guilty, but I trusted her so I didn't question it. That was until one day I started getting these gut feelings like really bad and I decided to check our tablet and see messages of her talking to another guy in a very flirting way even talking about can't wait to see you later, cuddle with you and even going out on dates.

When I found this out my world just shattered and I couldn't believe it. At the time I was trying to contact her from work, but guess what she wasn't at work she was hanging out with him. So my dumb ass at the time got upset and gave her PC a good punch, which broke some things out of anger and confusion. She laughed at me on the phone when I was heartbroken, thinking of all our memories, vacations, our bucket lists. A week later after kicking her out she wanted to talk and we did but she showed no sympathy and kept denying the cheating and was saying that she needs to love herself right now and that the relationship was getting toxic. I wasn't showing her the honeymoon stage anymore and the reason why this all happened was because

of me, but mind you the weeks before and all the time I took her to sporting events, out to eat, and to the movies, etc., almost every day even after having surgery. She ended up moving on with this person who is younger than me and has a sports car which she likes all of a sudden, who she barely knew for a month and she told him that I was abusive and that I never loved her and she lost weight because she didn't eat, but she never made anything for herself as was always me making her food or making her smoothies. My mother lived with us to see all this and didn't like the way she treated me. My ex ended up telling me that this guy supposedly was there for her and showed her that he will help fix her and never hurt her. Not only me but all

her friends and our friends cut ties with her because they knew how she was and what she did was disrespectful to all of us. They also seen the proof. I eventually blocked her on everything and she still lies about things with this guy even though there's proof. Even told him that I'm still currently messaging her at night when I'm the one who blocked her and I have all the screenshots of her trying to get to me. So what do you guys think? Am I at fault for this happening? Update, I ghosted with my unfaithful girlfriend, and she got her a fair partner to threaten me with harm. Update and aftermath of trying to heal ended up facing BS from the AP now. This is an update from my original post I made a month ago, you can view it on my page.

Sorry for it being so long. So after D-Day, two months ago, I came to terms and really understood my worth and why chase a cheater. The first month I was really depressed and confused, I never felt like this before. and wished I had a time machine to fast forward because the pain and thoughts would haunt me. I wasn't eating, I couldn't sleep, and I wasn't motivated. I wanted to speak to her even though what she did was bad, I obviously really loved her and wanted to get some closure at least. My dumbass was texting her a lot the first few days telling her I'm sorry if I didn't hold

her hand too much or bought her flowers every week or something. She didn't really text back she only texted back on her own time and was annoyed. A few days later she wanted to meet up and talk and we did I was excited and also scared. She basically didn't talk about her cheating. She went and talked about how I didn't treat her with the love she wanted, that I didn't like to kiss her in public, and she wished we had the honeymoon stage still even after three years. She said it was toxic and that she gave up on herself and needs time to love herself I'm hearing what she has to say but she's not talking about the cheating. She still said I was overreacting and it was nothing. I seen also that day she also had already changed her phone password, which was our date,

and changed her lock-screen photo of us to something else. After all that I still was curious about her, but she again didn't like talking with me for some reason. I would tell her how I was depressed, can't sleep, and eat. I said all those and she told me see now you know how I felt like 24-7 I don't want to sound like an asshole and say that she's lying about her emotions but she was always hyper, happy playing her video games and then loving me later every day. She seemed normal to me and others. She went on to tell me at least I have a place to stay because I kicked her out for cheating

and she supposedly sleeping in her car at parking lots. I told her and also my parents told her that she can sleep in a different room at our house because it's dangerous outside alone in a parking lot. She refused and said she's fine. I knew her day off and told her let's meet again to at least sit down and talk but she refused and said not to. text her that day because she's going to be sleeping all day and needs rest. That day comes and I didn't believe she would be resting, so I ended up finding a video of her in the AP three states away at an event I was again hurt. The same day also someone drove past the AP's house and saw her car there.

So she had been staying with him this whole time instead of her lies about sleeping in her car in a parking lot. She told me the parking lot she would sleep at and I never seen her car there either. So I finally accepted it and moved on with so much pain. Throughout the month of her getting her belonging, she always had the AP in his car down my street and acted like we didn't see him. Even after what she did to me I still was taking care of her pets. Until one day I had enough of doing good things for her while she had the time of her life with the AP. I told her get the rest of your stuff and leave me alone. She got upset and again bashed me for not ever helping her and that I never did anything for her.

Even threatening to bring me to court if I found a better home for the pet. She continued to talk shit to me and then switched her attitude and begged me to watch the pet if I loved her. I said no and she got pissed again calling me names. She ended up getting the pet with the AP. Next month she moved in with her mom and all of a sudden I started getting messages from her on a different account begging and saying she was sorry. Saying that she's ready to get back together and wants to fix things now and that she also has. has no relationship with the AP, but she said they still talk. She literally said please a million times in every message. I ignored her because at this point I turned my sadness into anger

and motivation. I also knew she was probably saying all this because she was sleeping by herself this time, watching our pets. Having to search for a place to live and could be using me to help her, she was still with the AP by the way. This went on for a month, she made fake accounts, emailed me, and tried reaching out to my friend saying she was depressed even had her siblings message me, saying how can I just ignore her and throw it all away, me throw it all away? Now after her getting a place she went completely silent, kind of weird, it's been weeks of silence and I felt like I could really move on. Until today I got a message from the AP I was annoyed when I seen that.

I opened it and the AP was talking shit saying that I should be upset. How he wants to hurt me for hurting and abusing her every. every day for years. Excuse me. I never physically abused her every day like he said, I'm not that type of person. I have sisters and would not like a man to mistreat them. He called me names even saying he knows where I live and has so much info about me. He also mentioned even though he was young he was more mature than me.

He also bragged about being with her and getting laid. I was more pissed about her telling him lies that I was an abuser and that's all I did to her for years. Mind you, I live with my parents and siblings and they can vouch for me and they seen firsthand everything. They were also shocked and pissed, and knew how good we were when we were together. I told him respectfully like a grown-up to just leave it alone, move on with her and that she's been messaging me to try again with me for a whole month. He didn't care about that. He continued to talk shit, threaten me, and brag to me. Even though I'm young I stay away from social media, I don't like the immature drama. And I prefer keeping a relationship to myself instead of

showing it off for everyone. I have what they call an old soul. It's just crazy to me that I was with a quiet slash fun girl who I thought loved me, we had marriage plans, had our future kids' names ready, had so much fun together to a person who lies about me for her to get sympathy from others and possibly putting my family and myself in danger. I don't understand how after two months of moving on, messaged me out of nowhere bashing me and bragging to me. I completely ignored slash blocked her for over a month. Friends told me my ex started sharing posts throwing shade at me, sharing posts of how she's being treated better in a short amount of time versus three years, which happens to be the amount of time we were together. I'm still moving on, but I feel like Teresa always

something going on. Edit. Another reason why she felt like she didn't see the relationship working is because I refused to move out with her into an apartment while we had a whole finished basement to ourselves rent free. And I always mentioned to her that it felt very early to move on like that together. Another thing is every time before when I would tell her maybe we should split, she would get very emotional and say that she had nowhere to go. And if I left her, she would kill herself while holding pills in her hand all the time. Now she freely walked away with no emotion or suicide threats. When I kicked her out update, I ghosted with my unfaithful girlfriend and she got her a fair partner to threaten me with harm. X messaged me after months of NC.

So my ex had messaged me recently after months of no contact. I was getting a lot better and not feeling so hurt. So she messaged me just accusing of me of getting into her accounts and deleting photos of us we had together. I don't know her account info in the first place and want nothing to do with her anymore. So why would I do that? She didn't say it nicely either. You would think even after what she did, she would at least ask nicely. I don't know if I should reply to her and let her know that I didn't even do that. I don't even want to think about her. That's how much I'm disgusted of her. I really think the AP might have done it and she thinks it was me, or maybe it didn't even happen and she's trying to get me to speak to her. I don't even know.

I just don't like sitting here thinking that she thinks I did it when I haven't even tried. Thinking about her in the first place for months, so to even do all that is something I wouldn't do. What should I do? Just leave it alone and continue with my life. Or should I let her know? Even though I don't want to speak to her, P.S., I do have her blocked on everything and she reached out to me in a different way. I don't want to say which way because I don't want her to see this post knowing it's about her.