For context, 17M, 17F, was my first summer where I worked to earn my own money. It all started last summer. I stumble upon this 10/10's Instagram from profile jumping that all started on one of my closest friend's profile. I try my luck, and we seemed to connect insanely well! Same interests, sports, intellect, it seemed perfect. We'd spend 15 hours every night on Face time talking about nothing important, it seemed like conversation would never end between us. On top of that, both our mothers had actually passed away from cancer, and we really bonded over that. It's not easy finding people that can sympathize with you in a scenario like ours, but she seemed to announce it on social media a lot, like tweet shit like "my mom was my best friend and now I have to live my entire life without her". Anyways, so after getting to know her, I learned I was actually her first boyfriend. I was like what the fuck? How is this possible? Literally 10/10, top of her class, DD's, insanely attractive face, piercing green eyes, big butt, insane curves (like literally birthing hips were unreal). Turns out she really glo'd up that summer. I was pretty happy with this and stupidly, very fucking stupidly believed we could hold it out together despite being 1HR LDR. So we meet up at the beach for the first time, I pay 40$ for my boy to drive me to the city and pick me back up in the evening because I don't have my license, its whatever. Great time. Fast forward, school starts, she wins homecoming princess. In the meantime, I needed a more sustainable way to visit her and stuff considering shes 1 hour away by car and I don't have a car. I start taking trains. I have my friend drive me to the train station and pick me up for 5$ each time i'd visit her, then get to the city by train and run from one station to another in which the distance is like, a mile, then take a train from that station to her place. Entire process took 15$ and around 3 hour commute total. 1.5 hours there, 1.5 hours back. The thing's I would've done for this girl dude. I never really expected her to visit me, we were kinda just waiting for her to get her license then she said she'd visit me frequently. I cant really expect a girl to run through Chicago at like 9pm to get to her station, right? So anyways, i'd do this around 2 times a month and total did it maybe... 15 times? Spent $225 on transportation to see this girl ALONE! When i'd get there I also insisted on paying for dates and shit too because i'm fucking courteous, and also a complete moron apparently. I also went as far as to buy her spontaneous gifts and shit like fake yeezy's she tweeted about wanting who knows how many months ago. Not the cheap shit either, like, $100 a pair. Keep in mind this is a considerable about of money for a 17 year old working his very first job. And, blindly, I didn't notice that she would never do anything for me. Its not that she didn't have money either, she would get $200 allowance/month from the $1000 she would get monthly because of her mom passing away. I didnt have such a luxury, my mom didn't have life insurance while hers did. So the school year progresses and she get so much attention from guys and starts CONSTANTLY posting sluttier pictures. It's crazy. I tell her, "Hey, I kind of have a problem with you posting so frequently. Like, look at your current snapchat story, a considerable amount of your cleavage is showing, do you make sure it's in the frame purposefully or what? Besides, what the fuck is the point of posting selfies and shit on your story, like literally nobody fucking cares. Instagram I can understand, but why?" She ends up "stopping". Turns out that she blocked me from viewing her story and continued to do it anyways and lied to me about it while constantly talking about how important "trust" is in a relationship, especially a LDR. And how I should trust her despite all these dudes throwing themselves at her and her not cutting contact. Stupid me concluded, "yeah you're right, I should trust you". Fuck that. Goes on for a while then she calls me controlling. WTF? She tells me her friend called me controlling. I never even prompted her to change, I told her I have a problem with it and would leave if it continued because i'm not comfortable with it. I swear to god dude women being liberated is the worst thing to happen in this society. Few months go by and it's her birthday. Coincidentally, also the last day before winter break starts. Shes having a party with her friends and shit, and we are suppose to exchange birthday presents over winter break because since we don't have school and it's a longer I can make a trip out there. Actually, the reason I didn't end up going to her party is because it was 10 degrees. I spend it at home and one of the dudes that she knows is interested in her takes a picture with her and she is wearing a croptop... in 10 degree weather... and the dude is holding her waist and her leg is like ON HIM. I break up with her and she keeps fucking pressure flipping, which I didn't know. She accuses me of never trusting her and SOMEHOW made ME feel like shit for breaking up with her despite that. "Oh i'm not even interested in him" Yeah, but you know hes interested in you "Hes a childhood friend" Do friends embrace each other by holding their bare waist while they're dressed like a hoe in 10 degree weather? Keep in mind, this dude literally had to put EFFORT to hold her waist because he is taller than her by a lot. I try to explain that I understand all this but my problem with it is that she KNEW I would have a problem with it but she went ahead and did it anyways. She knowingly admitted she thought it would bother me but put something that she herself described as meaningless above my feelings. I spend the next week trying to get her back despite her being in the wrong, I was so emotionally manipulated I still cant understand how she managed to make me believe I was in the wrong. I begged, and pleaded. It was pathetic. She said her feelings towards me wont ever be the same after I called her a hoe. We agree to meet up and give each other our birthday presents and say goodbye one last time. I had gotten her a buildabear, a pandora ring, and made her a keychain in my engineering class with her name on it because it was spelled unusually. The first day we talked actually she told me about how shes pissed she can never find her name on keychains in tourist shops. Total, around 100$ She told me what to expect before we met up. Fucking get this: Pens. FUCKING PENS. Because I lost my favorite pen at her house while doing homework there on her homecoming weekend, which my school only had a standard two day weekend so I had to find time to finish my work. Candy. She knew very well I hated candy. Every time she'd ask me what my favorite ones were I'd tell her I dont like sweets. She probably asked me because she wanted to know which ones to get me for my birthday and then got them anyways despite me telling her I dont like sweets. A portable charger because my phone would die on the train on the way back to my house after coming to visit her And finally, a rubber band ball because I contemplated buying one when we were at the store together once. Total? Probably 20$. Like a fucking retard, I gave her all the presents I bought for her. She decided to not give me the portable charger because I wouldnt be needing it because I wont be visiting her anymore. Lol. Keep in mind this girl gets 200$ a month. And its not that she didnt know what to get me either, when I asked her "Really? You thought this was an appropriate gift to give after everything I did, bought, and cared for you?" Shes like "Should I have gotten that Nike windbreaker you mentioned wanting?" Boy. I was fucking floored. She didnt get me shit gifts because she didnt know what to get me, she got me them because she thought I wasnt worth spending a considerable amount of money on. 6 months together, and all I get is candy that I told her I didnt even like. And yes, she had bought the gifts before we split. I know it's nothing compared to what some people on this sub have endured, but the entire thing taught me that women are incapable of being empathetic, compassionate, and trustworthy. Though, I really regret leaving it off at her seeing me weak and that I would bend over backwards for her, apologizing for her faults etc. I was weak, what can you do? Man, I still cant get over how these things can feel no remorse. It's insane to me.

All in all, she turned into a hoe from constant validation and liberation so im not too bothered anymore. Just disappointing that theyre all like this, or even that people have the capability to be this heartless. Ill come to terms with it soon though, finding this subreddit has been really eye opening. I never would have imagined her being like everyone else, but turns out that AWALT.

Sorry this is really poorly written, just had the sudden urge to vent a little bit.