Dated this girl for over a year. Hindsight, I have no idea why. We had nothing in common. I dropped out of college, laid back, work full time for a construction company as a project manager, a typical mid 20's male. She was finishing like her 5th degree, getting her PHD in genetics, had OCD, clean freak. Also the biggest difference was I'm from the Midwest and she was from the east coast. Not putting down the east coast, but the demeanors, attitudes, lifestyles, and points of views are complete opposites when it comes to the MW vs. EC.

Anyways, dated her for a year. She was living with my best friend during most of it (best friend was gay and in my mind, I thought, "Hey, I can hang out with my GF and best friend at the same time!.") I broke it off with her because we were having some minor issues and she was going to be moving to California in a couple of months and I had no plans of going with her. I did it face to face, told her my reasons behind it, and even apologized and took blame for all our problems. She refused to hug me afterwards (understandable) and even though had plans of breaking up with me eventually took it the wrong way.

She wanted nothing to do with me after and even tried to hijack my friends from me. Luckily, since my core group of friends have been together since junior high, my friends had a sense of loyalty. My friend who lived with her, call him Will, still had a few months of living with her and we talked and I understood that since he lived with here our time to hang out would be slightly limited.

Fast forward about a month, and she decided to plan a party around my birthday. Im not a huge birthday person, Id prefer to go camping with a few people and get drunk rather than have a blow out party. She knew this and planned a huge going away party for herself that weekend. Will, is a little paranoid and didn't want people to mess up his room so he thought he should go to the party. We decided to celebrate my bday the weekend after.

Around this time, I started seeing another girl (who I'm actually engaged to now) and my ex found out right before the party. According to will, she was talking trash the whole party. Typically caddy girl stuff: I couldn't satisfy her in bed, wasn't a real man, small penis etc. After the party died down, it was just Will and my Ex.

(sorry for the long back story but here's where it get interesting) After everyone left, Will and my Ex were still drinking and talking about the party when my Ex decided to tell Will that I deserve the worst punishment for being a "shitty person". So she told Will she was going to accuse me of rape. Thinking Will had her back (probably because he pretended to) was planning out details on how to do this.

She filed a report on me. She told the police we were at her house and she wasn't in the mood but I wasn't having it and had my way with her. She didn't know, but at this time Will had already informed me of her intentions and was at the exact same police station talking to a different detective about what she told him.

To wrap up this story, the police connected the dots and found some more holes in her story that didn't add up. Especially since the date she decided to give them, she had a picture on her facebook of her in vacation in another state, and the same day I had a picture of my friends (including Will) camping. Sad part is, they let her take back her complaint and didn't charge her anything. The icing was though, not only did her program supervisor find out (who is a survivor of a horrible rape and a spokeperson for a group that fights the silencing of women who are raped) and not only kicked her out but also informed my Ex's future employer who fired her on the spot. She couldn't graduate, she couldn't get her PHD, and now works at a plasma center trying to transfer to another college.

Long story short...Ex tried to accuse me of rape, told wrong person, didn't get arrested but got her schooling and future career flushed down the toilet.

Sorry for the long post and bad grammar/spelling :(