Something reminded me of an LVM from my past who tried to get with me and I just still cannot believe it.

To preface, he was 26/27 when this story took place and in a totally different state than me. I had initially met him through Tumblr (back when I had one). He seemed nice at first so I decided to befriend him. We added each other on Snapchat, and then we exchanged numbers to text (this was before I had any standards or any fucking sense, unfortunately).

It began with Snapchats of him/his day/him at work, we had a streak. He then started to move to texting me every day. It was innocent at first but then he started getting sexual and demanding. He‘d send me pictures of him/videos of him jerking off and moaning my name. Eventually he asked me for nudes, and I seriously thought nothing was wrong with sending them to someone I knew relatively nothing about from my number, so I sent them. Then he got scarily possessive.

He told me I was “his” and that my nudes and my body belonged to him. If I didn’t respond to his messages right away or even pick up when he called, he’d throw a fit. One time he left a voicemail that actually scared me a bit, but I was a complete moron and was just happy for the attention. I thought this was normal!

His anger was just scary. And I wasn’t the only victim of it. See, he and his roommate had a dog. Well, it was winter and he was pissed over something. So he went outside to smoke (he had a bad habit he just couldn’t quit) and he left the dog outside and let it freeze to death. He told me it was an accident, but deep down I knew it wasn’t. But that’s not the only thing. A little while later, his roommate took in a stray pregnant cat. The cat gave birth and so there were kittens in their place. He told me that he stepped on one of the kittens “accidentally” while going out for a smoke in the middle of the night and that it died. This dude was a psychopath and was killing animals!

I hadn’t sent him any more pictures or even had much contact with the piece of shit for weeks after that. Then one day he blocks me off everything and I was so relieved he was gone. I won’t lie, I was scared of him at this point. He was not only an animal killer, but got off on power and loved to tell me that he could do anything he wanted to me. He loved to say I was his and that he could overpower me easily and do whatever he wanted to me sexually. I was so glad he was gone, because I honestly didn’t have the courage to run for the hills.

But months later, he unblocks me and tries to enter my life again. He sends me text messages saying he would like to talk and that he’s sorry he left. He told me that he had been back with his ex-girlfriend and that he was sorry. I was so mortified. I stopped hearing from him when I didn’t give him what he wanted anymore. And just as quick as he came, he blocked me for good, and left.

Something tells me he wouldn’t have stopped at just animals and that I could have easily been a victim of something else. I’m so glad he’s gone. I have since blocked him off everything as well.

TDLR; I once was a pickmeisha who let an animal-killing possessive and controlling psychopath into my life and was too afraid to do book it out of there.