Tuesday, May 10, 2016 1:21 AM by Erin
In high school, I started dating a guy from another town. He was my first love. I never had a bf before him. I was smitten. 5'5 thin, tall, muscular, dark hair, blue eyes, 16. He played all sports, very well liked. High academic achiever. My dream, my love. I knew nothing about love, sex, relationships. He would be my first everything. Married right out of HS & his A school. Big mistake, I didn't know him at all. He was stationed in Norfolk, VA. Long way from home..18 & married. But we had 6 years together. I figured we would make it. We were not prepared at all. I missed home, I had no one. Not even him. He was doing his own thing...I had no money, transportation..nothing. I got depressed. 6 months in, he flew me home to stay with family. Stayed 1 month while he claimed we had no money for me to go back. Lies lies lies. I had to take a surprise flight back to Norfolk..just to find huge dildos all over my apartment floor...bottles of lube, porn dvds. I couldn't think straight. I was livid. He had duty on the ship, so I wouldnt see him until the next day.
Confrontation, he denied cheating. Of course...but this was worse. He wanted to feel like a woman. Well, I'm a woman...I don't shove giant dildos & water bottles up my ass. Ouch fucking ouch! Why would you marry me knowing you're a next level freak?!
When I got mad, he said he never loved me. How he was using me for BAH..which was almost $3000/month for being fucking married to me. Yeah & we didn't have $$$? I had to get out..too much to handle & figure out. It's crazy how quick you know the difference between real love & infatuation. He was hott but not my type..I couldn't give him the big D like he wanted. Lol Was he gay, or???
He did have a boyfriend which he claimed was his friend..but they hung out too much...the same dates they had, I found charges on our cc from many different hotels. And I was never aloud to be out with them, they were always alone..or meeting other chicks? I think not.
I'm out of it now...yay, I paid to get married, drive to VA...fly to VA, mail my shit back home, & $$$$ for the divorce. All on me! 3 years later he wants to be friends?...no thanks, you made my life hell. Or I did for choosing you! Thank God I didn't stay longer & we never had children.