I’m not usually into little cliche phrases, but after last night, I’ve just about had it down to my last straw.
After I left Nate that note, he ignored it for a while and didn’t read it. Continued with all the problematic behaviors until I snapped and told him to leave.
Well, we both left for work, and when I got home, he was still awake and wanted to talk. So we talked. He had read my letter. He told me understood everything I had to say. Agreed to work on it and continue our relationship. I made sure to elaborate again that the consent issue is a deal-breaker.
And he did fine. Until last night. He fucking did it again.
I climbed into bed, and he rubbed my back and the sides of my legs a bit. Which was fine. But then when I was relaxed and breathing rhythmically, he started doing more. Kept going.
He must have thought I was asleep because if I’d move, he’d stop, wait, and then start again.
Honestly, I was just so fucking speechless. Especially that he was trying to do it by SNEAKING. I wanted to scream. I wanted to punch him. I wanted to call him a disgusting asshole for going back on my trust after we had come to an agreement that THIS IS NOT OKAY.
Once he started jerking off, I just left the bed without a word and slept on the couch.
I’m at a dead end. After all that I have tried, if he is still trying to touch me without consent and doing it by trying for me to NOT EVEN KNOW, I can only conclude that he has absolutely no respect for me.
Once again, he has used my body against my will to get him off.
It sickens me that I’m with a guy like this, and I really think it’s just time to call it quits. I don’t think it’s going to work out.
