Worst... relationship... ever...

Rational people think before they speak, never blurting out hurtful or untrue things to prove a point. Rational people don't get pissy. They get shit done.

"Whore", as she will be known for the purposes of this post, was in my circle of friends back in my freshman year of high school. She was cute, and showed an interest in me, so I finally worked up the courage and asked her out in June, after the school year had finished. She said yes.

The first date went well, with no apparent problems. For the upcoming school year, though, there was a new high school opening, and she was re-zoned for it. This meant we'd be seeing less of each other, but it was something I could deal with. The first red flag came when she kept failing to be able to schedule a second date. If she was trying to break up with me then, she was doing a terrible job of it, because she was still acting very much like we were "going out".

In retrospect, I was far too lenient on her, but after a month of this ridiculousness going on, I demanded an explanation from her. She pretty much shut up. A day later on Facebook, I saw that she was online, so I started a chat with her. Small-talk ensued, and I asked her what she was doing. She said "oh, nothing. just talking to my bf :)" I asked her, "and who is that? :P", and responds, "Mikey :D" (my name is not Mikey, by the way, it's Nick.) I typed in "FUCK OFF" and logged off Facebook. A little too blunt? Maybe.

A few days later, I was talking to an old best friend, who went to the new school with her. He told me that he had been dating Whore, but he had broken it off that day. She had been coming to his house regularly, under the guise of working on an ROTC project. The third time that happened, she basically pushed herself on him and asked him to fuck her. He said no. He found out that a week before she had started coming over, she had gone on a date with one of his friends, to a dollar theatre, no less. RED FLAG.

That day, she opens up a new Facebook chat with me (at the time, I didn't have a cell phone), and seems completely oblivious as she asks me why I stormed off. I explain to her, with little sympathy, and she responds that she never really considered us as dating. Seriously? What the hell? We went on a date. I frequently called her my girlfriend to her face. Everything that happens in a relationship, happened between us. Well, except for sex. I asked her about my friend. She "wasn't dating him either". Mikey, as it turns out, was a senior in a high school more than 80 miles away, who was three years older than her. I told her not to contact me again, and subsequently blocked her. I haven't heard anything from her since.

The girl was abusive to be generous & had a bunch of issues keeping her mind sorted & calm, so at the slightest or no detail she would flame up about something Im clueless about & attempt to hurt me. That happened to be around the time when my masochism hit pretty heavily almost as an addiction though, so I let it continue, & actually even liked it a little.

Being that Im wasnt a total jackass though, I broke it off after she broke my wrist because I was glancing around the gym too long in the general direction of other women, then 3 days later spearing that same broken wrist with a box cutter(through my cast no less) because she thought that I was using my injury as an excuse to distance myself from her.

After that episode ended there were many other bad ones with her trying to get me back, it eventually getting worse & worse until an episode in the middle of lunch went so crazy that she had to be escorted out followed by my getting questioned way too damn much about it.

After that she stopped coming to school altogether, then about 5 weeks later I find out that she commited suicide, & left a letter more or less specifically blaming me for her slashing herself to death.

That was made even worse by my shitty mother forcing me to go to the funeral which escalated(as expected) to her equally shitty parents(mostly the mother tbh) outwardly blaming me for their child dying & cursing me and whatnot, with no one really taking into consideration anything that would have anything to do with me, & even seeming to accept damning me as an excuse.

Add in that it was kind of a small neighborhood its made to be kind of an extremely public thing that lead to some social backlash from pretty much everyone for at least two years for something that more or less wasnt really my fault to begin with.

Then again, that one didnt really affect me. Now that time I was be subservient to an antagonistic bitch for reasons I cant even supply, I can still feel the black fires of hatred for simply the memory itself, not even beginning on the depths for the person it pertains to. But that one ended on the happy note of vengeful beach bbq beach sex with her childhood friend who also somehow got tired to her despite her being a total bitch, so I cant really say it had the worst lasting effects.