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The original was posted on /r/twoxchromosomes by /u/xsadfairy483x on 2023-10-04 12:31:07.

Is anyone else just not having any luck? My most recent meet up went terribly wrong. It’s been hard for me to get over it. I met up with a guy at his place. He wasn’t upfront about what he wanted out of this interaction; however, from the vibes he was giving off, it seemed like he was interested. It seemed like he had a good heart compared to the rest of the guys I had gone on dates with.

Boy, was I wrong.

He cooked me dinner, talked to me all night long (We even put on a movie, and didn’t pay attention! We were too busy getting to know each other.) It was the first time that I felt safe with someone in a very, very long time. Before meeting him, I had been assaulted. We cuddled. He talked to me about his family, his friends, even went as far as hinting that I might be able to meet them one day. I asked when he wanted me to leave the next day, because I didn’t want to be the person that overstayed their welcome. He told me, word for word, “You can absolutely be that person. I’ve been that person before. You can stay as long as you want.”

Then, I noticed that in his main bedroom bathroom there was a large, opened makeup bag. Before coming over, he told me that his bathroom light wasn’t working. He urged me to use the other bathroom, I told him it was fine and used it anyway since it was closer than the guest bathroom. That’s when I seen it. There were other items in the house that he claimed were either gifted to him by his Mom or sister that “lived right down the street”.

I got a bad feeling and tried to ignore it. The next day, he told me to leave at 1pm. Something in my gut told me that something was wrong. A package was delivered to his place, and he walked up to the door and looked through the peephole; looking absolutely petrified. I wondered why he was so nervous. Now I know. Before leaving, he said he wanted to see me again, and that he enjoyed hanging out with me. Kissed me before I left his place, asked me to text him when I got home so he knew I was safe. Then, within the next few days, his personality completely changed. He wasn’t interested anymore. He had gotten what he wanted out of me. Sex. He eventually told me that he didn’t want to see me anymore. I told him the same.

I got into contact with one of his friends about the makeup bag. I knew if I was the girlfriend, I would want to know if my partner was cheating on me. I politely asked if he had a girlfriend, and his friend told me, “I don’t want to share any of his personal information.” That’s all I needed to hear. Honestly, it just broke my heart. I had been on so many dates with so many people that I didn’t feel a connection with, and the one I finally felt something with, had another person on the side.