Storytime...I just had a flashback to when this fuckboy I dated in college (2013) got mad when I cut things off. I was sort of the catalyst to him coming out, but he had a lot of issues and was a fratty-masc type. Anyways I told him things were moving too fast etc...

He proceeded to snap at me (as people with unchecked mental health issues do) and texted me cryptic videos of him sitting by a FIRE and tossing my belongings into it. 🙃 It was mostly albums/CDs I lent him (streaming wasn't as big yet ok!!)

And of course he sprinkled in some gaslighting and fucked up commentary. Saying none of my friends actually liked me and other nonsense lol. I was mostly mad that one of the CDs he threw in the fire was a limited edition Born This Way boxset. 😂

Anyways, I randomly found him on IG not long ago and he lives in Beverly Hills doing real estate or some shit. I also randomly saw him in WeHo once and it triggered my flight or fight lol. Just goes to show that toxic masculinity and unchecked mental health can do a lot of harm.

Objects are replaceable, but to this day I'm still not sure what compelled him to take things so far. Maybe he just liked me that much at the time lol. Having dealt with so many traumatic gay dating experiences has definitely made me a more emotionally intelligent person so 🤷‍♂️