Been there, done that serie: The toxic boyfriend

Let’s go back to the very beginning.

I am a girl, born under the Taurus sign, and a 3rd child of a very socialite couple.

My parents had wanted a second boy, they already had their heir to the throne and a princess, thus came me. Growing up being a 3rd child is really challenging since you have to learn all by yourself since the older two siblings had taken all the attention, patience and basically love.

But that was okay cause since the start I wanted to do shit my way and just be left alone. I was a bit of a messy kid, adventurous, curious, wanted to play and learn shit. I did it all by myself. And at the end of the day I seek refuge with my elder brother for parently love and attention.

Turning 18, I’m an adult, a free spirited 177cm. Tall curly haired slim Brunette. I could say I am a pretty young girl, definitely a tall one for my society.

A year later, at 19, I had already met this super hot guy, rich, handsome, extremely smart, popular and six years older than me. Let’s call him Ray. Ray was this handsome 26 year old guy who had a loving home and a successful dad who bought his son’s love with gifts and belongings. As long as Ray had all the shit he wanted, Ray was okay with his dad’s extramarital adventures with hot European hostesses. Ray had the first desktop in the country, the first sports car, the first beach chalet and Ray never had to hold a job, cause obviously daddy was there.

Toxic boyfriend, check ✔️.

We started dating in 1995. I was at my second year at university and I held a part time job. He literally did nothing. He used to sleep all day and party all night (or just watch TV). His dad had cut the money on him, maybe he’d wake up and search for a job, but he was too much of a spoiled and rotten to ever be able to hold a job. Ray was very charming and he charmed his way into my young inexperienced inncoent little heart.

Been there, done that Blog

3rd Child status

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