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NotCS said: 

Lenalee said: 

NotCS said: 

Lenalee said: 

NotCS said: 

Blanc said: 

NotCS said: 

Turncoat said: 

NotCS said: 

Lenalee said: 

Do you feel dumb for updating chapo on your life and having him spill it out here for everyone to see? 

 No, I knew he would. I know him. He has a hard time keeping anything to himself.

Does this mean you told him so that we'd hear about it? 

 Maybe. I wanted you guys to know that you won. My life is over.

 This is why you don’t invite random people from the internet into your life so haphazardly but you were on a path of pure self destruction regardless 

this way you have someone to blame other than yourself 

mahbe it’s time to take responsibility

 I never blamed anyone. It’s just what you people wanted so I was giving you the gift of knowledge of your win.

 You were blaming Tryp about wasting your money on food, alcohol and airbnbs and getting your child taken away

 Then I said it was the alcohol and me and my decisions to do those things. 

 Yes afterwards, these were all things you decided to do on your own and shouldn't have been blaming him for your poor decisions at all tbh

 Correct, but he called the police. Just saying.

 As he fucking should, you're insane and abusive.

NotCS said: 

Tryp said: 

So firstly, on the issue of “wasted money,” this was a recurring topic concerning food. I insisted that keeping stock of food was necessary, as well as a variety of it for convenience and dietary reasons. We got stuff at Walmart and a small amount from local sellers…it wasn’t caviar, it was lunch meat, salad, ground beef, chicken, etc.

I thought this would be reasonable, self-evidently necessary, and not a fiscal problem for an attorney. That was met with arguments such as how poor people stay poor by overspending, her saying she can live off just ramen and the baby can eat baby food, etc. Didn’t make a lot of sense to me, but then a lot of things going on didn’t. Aside from that, all I can think of expense-wise was me asking her if she could help me get some computer equipment totaling like $150 or so, which made sense to me as I was covering $250 worth of food. I was drinking too, but we both were. Also while we were in a hotel, we ordered food. But this was obviously going to happen if I come from a halfway house to stay and help find a place.

Ultimately the reason [CS] ran out of money was that she wasn’t working and was getting drunk a lot…not that we bought groceries (something I insisted on in the first place as opposed to ordering food). But I think she already knows this.

As far as our last night together goes, she got pretty drunk around night time. I went to go hang out with her in the living room, and after some time she started acting weird. I expressed that I was going to head to the separate room for me and we could talk when she was sober. At that point she began following me and yelling at me, saying stuff like stay in the room and don’t come back out, etc.

I kept asking her to leave me alone (she’s in the room at this point), but she wasn’t hearing it. I took out my phone to record audio so she could hear it the next day, but she thought I was texting someone to get a ride to leave? She lunged for my phone, trying to wrestle it from me, screaming that I couldn’t text anyone until after she texted the guy she was dating before I came to stay with her a second time.

A struggle continued where she tried to get my phone, screaming. I told her I would call the police and they would take Jade, and she yelled “I DON’T FUCKING CARE!” And also that she would tell the cops I tried to rape her. She cracked the phone screen with her teeth and then chomped down on my thumb (my fingernail is still fucked months later). The glass from the phone is also cutting up my hands as I try to get it back. During this she was saying stuff like she was going to kill me in my sleep.

I did let go of the phone after she bit me, and she took off out of the room with it. I left the apartment and went down the street to call the police. I was able to use someone’s phone and waited for the police by a bus stop. After some time, she came down the street with Jade. She tried being sweet and apologizing, but my hands were bleeding and I wasn’t having it.

When she understood I was intent on getting the police involved, she gave me her phone, saying I broke her’s, and showing me my shattered phone which apparently she had tossed out the second story window. She tried to keep me from getting my phone back (it was evidence, I guess?) and tried to wrestle it from me on the ground while holding the crying baby and repeatedly screaming “I HAVE A CHILD!”, attempting to paint me into a corner if anyone responded.

I did get the broken phone back and went to a gas station to call the police. She followed me and hit her head against a brick wall twice, trying to make a mark to make it look like I hit her. By now my hands were bleeding on the floor in the 7/11 and the manager was yelling at me and shit. Eventually cops did come, while [CS] talked to some woman who would occasionally come over and imply that I was guilty of something.

Cops talked to us both separately. They took pictures of my hands and asked if I’d like to press charges (I declined). At some point CPS came and took her kid. Cops brought me back to the AirBNB and I gathered up my stuff. She was in the other room with a cop, laughing at one point…which was an interesting reaction from someone who just had their kid taken.

That’s the essence of what happened. She did send me 200 like a month later, I’m guessing for the phone. Considering she’s sent me money randomly in the past, bought me food, sent the 200, I’m not really angry about the phone or the incident in general.

As far as the stuff with her kid goes, that’s not on me at all. I was charitable enough to warn that authorities would take her kid, but she wasn’t interested.

Overall dopamine rating: 7 out of 10, would not live with again.

 The hotel food wasted my money, the Airbnb was $3,000 a month, the food was when I was poor from the Airbnb’s and you called the police on me because I supposedly hit you. They didn’t have to come. You were supposed to help me get weed so I could stop drinking. I was drunk which is why I was laughing, I thought I would get her back the next day, like in CA. 

I had no idea I was so crazy. The last thing I remember is listening to music and saying that’s how I felt about you and then you calling the police on me. I don’t remember anything about sayings evil things or anything like that. The cops said you pressed charges and then that you didn’t months later. I sent you money for a new phone. The cops said you had no marks on your hands, they said you said I bit you, but I hit your phone only, so I thought. Alcohol is bad for me and you were supposed to get me weed but only care about yourself. It’s not a priority, just like getting my medicine wasn’t just because I liked the Costco guy or you were lazy.

No medicine and alcohol means I go crazy. I didn’t really know that for sure, but now I do. I would live with you again sober, but I have a boyfriend now and we are going to get married for real this time. Plus, they won’t let me live with you with my baby because of domestic violence, so it’s not safe for her, even if it was me who did it. So we are done and I’ve moved on. Sorry for the inconvenience and for getting so crazy when I’m drunk. I never want anyone to see me like that. I hate alcohol and will never drink again. I can’t believe you ever drink after getting sober. It baffles me because of how much I hate alcohol now.

i know it was all my fault, so I’m sorry. I guess I got mad because you lied to me earlier that day. That’s all I can think of as a trigger for my drunken rage. I hate lying and being lied to. Makes me feel stupid especially after all I had sacrificed for you. At least you could be honest with me and not just try to manipulate me. I am not like other girls. I gave you everything because I loved you and wanted you to have it, but because you manipulated me into giving it to you, so why go full manipulation when you didn’t need to? Made me mad. Thanks for the sex though. I really appreciated that. Also for the recap some people just keep it to themselves. I like to know what I did wrong.

 This bitch really said I'm not like other girls.

Honestly it's better for the kid to be taken away.

Tryp said: 

So firstly, on the issue of “wasted money,” this was a recurring topic concerning food. I insisted that keeping stock of food was necessary, as well as a variety of it for convenience and dietary reasons. We got stuff at Walmart and a small amount from local sellers…it wasn’t caviar, it was lunch meat, salad, ground beef, chicken, etc.

I thought this would be reasonable, self-evidently necessary, and not a fiscal problem for an attorney. That was met with arguments such as how poor people stay poor by overspending, her saying she can live off just ramen and the baby can eat baby food, etc. Didn’t make a lot of sense to me, but then a lot of things going on didn’t. Aside from that, all I can think of expense-wise was me asking her if she could help me get some computer equipment totaling like $150 or so, which made sense to me as I was covering $250 worth of food. I was drinking too, but we both were. Also while we were in a hotel, we ordered food. But this was obviously going to happen if I come from a halfway house to stay and help find a place.

Ultimately the reason [CS] ran out of money was that she wasn’t working and was getting drunk a lot…not that we bought groceries (something I insisted on in the first place as opposed to ordering food). But I think she already knows this.

As far as our last night together goes, she got pretty drunk around night time. I went to go hang out with her in the living room, and after some time she started acting weird. I expressed that I was going to head to the separate room for me and we could talk when she was sober. At that point she began following me and yelling at me, saying stuff like stay in the room and don’t come back out, etc.

I kept asking her to leave me alone (she’s in the room at this point), but she wasn’t hearing it. I took out my phone to record audio so she could hear it the next day, but she thought I was texting someone to get a ride to leave? She lunged for my phone, trying to wrestle it from me, screaming that I couldn’t text anyone until after she texted the guy she was dating before I came to stay with her a second time.

A struggle continued where she tried to get my phone, screaming. I told her I would call the police and they would take Jade, and she yelled “I DON’T FUCKING CARE!” And also that she would tell the cops I tried to rape her. She cracked the phone screen with her teeth and then chomped down on my thumb (my fingernail is still fucked months later). The glass from the phone is also cutting up my hands as I try to get it back. During this she was saying stuff like she was going to kill me in my sleep.

I did let go of the phone after she bit me, and she took off out of the room with it. I left the apartment and went down the street to call the police. I was able to use someone’s phone and waited for the police by a bus stop. After some time, she came down the street with Jade. She tried being sweet and apologizing, but my hands were bleeding and I wasn’t having it.

When she understood I was intent on getting the police involved, she gave me her phone, saying I broke her’s, and showing me my shattered phone which apparently she had tossed out the second story window. She tried to keep me from getting my phone back (it was evidence, I guess?) and tried to wrestle it from me on the ground while holding the crying baby and repeatedly screaming “I HAVE A CHILD!”, attempting to paint me into a corner if anyone responded.

I did get the broken phone back and went to a gas station to call the police. She followed me and hit her head against a brick wall twice, trying to make a mark to make it look like I hit her. By now my hands were bleeding on the floor in the 7/11 and the manager was yelling at me and shit. Eventually cops did come, while [CS] talked to some woman who would occasionally come over and imply that I was guilty of something.

Cops talked to us both separately. They took pictures of my hands and asked if I’d like to press charges (I declined). At some point CPS came and took her kid. Cops brought me back to the AirBNB and I gathered up my stuff. She was in the other room with a cop, laughing at one point…which was an interesting reaction from someone who just had their kid taken.

That’s the essence of what happened. She did send me 200 like a month later, I’m guessing for the phone. Considering she’s sent me money randomly in the past, bought me food, sent the 200, I’m not really angry about the phone or the incident in general.

As far as the stuff with her kid goes, that’s not on me at all. I was charitable enough to warn that authorities would take her kid, but she wasn’t interested.

Overall dopamine rating: 7 out of 10, would not live with again.

She broke your phone screen by biting it? From how you're describing her, it sounds like  she's some feral animal. Is this [CS] or is this that girl who obsesses over Chapo? Or are they both the same person? I'm losing track. Is Chapo having sex with both of them? Or maybe they're the same person? Furthermore, what does all of this have to do with Inquirer?

Lenalee said: 

NotCS said: 

Tryp said: 

So firstly, on the issue of “wasted money,” this was a recurring topic concerning food. I insisted that keeping stock of food was necessary, as well as a variety of it for convenience and dietary reasons. We got stuff at Walmart and a small amount from local sellers…it wasn’t caviar, it was lunch meat, salad, ground beef, chicken, etc.

I thought this would be reasonable, self-evidently necessary, and not a fiscal problem for an attorney. That was met with arguments such as how poor people stay poor by overspending, her saying she can live off just ramen and the baby can eat baby food, etc. Didn’t make a lot of sense to me, but then a lot of things going on didn’t. Aside from that, all I can think of expense-wise was me asking her if she could help me get some computer equipment totaling like $150 or so, which made sense to me as I was covering $250 worth of food. I was drinking too, but we both were. Also while we were in a hotel, we ordered food. But this was obviously going to happen if I come from a halfway house to stay and help find a place.

Ultimately the reason [CS] ran out of money was that she wasn’t working and was getting drunk a lot…not that we bought groceries (something I insisted on in the first place as opposed to ordering food). But I think she already knows this.

As far as our last night together goes, she got pretty drunk around night time. I went to go hang out with her in the living room, and after some time she started acting weird. I expressed that I was going to head to the separate room for me and we could talk when she was sober. At that point she began following me and yelling at me, saying stuff like stay in the room and don’t come back out, etc.

I kept asking her to leave me alone (she’s in the room at this point), but she wasn’t hearing it. I took out my phone to record audio so she could hear it the next day, but she thought I was texting someone to get a ride to leave? She lunged for my phone, trying to wrestle it from me, screaming that I couldn’t text anyone until after she texted the guy she was dating before I came to stay with her a second time.

A struggle continued where she tried to get my phone, screaming. I told her I would call the police and they would take Jade, and she yelled “I DON’T FUCKING CARE!” And also that she would tell the cops I tried to rape her. She cracked the phone screen with her teeth and then chomped down on my thumb (my fingernail is still fucked months later). The glass from the phone is also cutting up my hands as I try to get it back. During this she was saying stuff like she was going to kill me in my sleep.

I did let go of the phone after she bit me, and she took off out of the room with it. I left the apartment and went down the street to call the police. I was able to use someone’s phone and waited for the police by a bus stop. After some time, she came down the street with Jade. She tried being sweet and apologizing, but my hands were bleeding and I wasn’t having it.

When she understood I was intent on getting the police involved, she gave me her phone, saying I broke her’s, and showing me my shattered phone which apparently she had tossed out the second story window. She tried to keep me from getting my phone back (it was evidence, I guess?) and tried to wrestle it from me on the ground while holding the crying baby and repeatedly screaming “I HAVE A CHILD!”, attempting to paint me into a corner if anyone responded.

I did get the broken phone back and went to a gas station to call the police. She followed me and hit her head against a brick wall twice, trying to make a mark to make it look like I hit her. By now my hands were bleeding on the floor in the 7/11 and the manager was yelling at me and shit. Eventually cops did come, while [CS] talked to some woman who would occasionally come over and imply that I was guilty of something.

Cops talked to us both separately. They took pictures of my hands and asked if I’d like to press charges (I declined). At some point CPS came and took her kid. Cops brought me back to the AirBNB and I gathered up my stuff. She was in the other room with a cop, laughing at one point…which was an interesting reaction from someone who just had their kid taken.

That’s the essence of what happened. She did send me 200 like a month later, I’m guessing for the phone. Considering she’s sent me money randomly in the past, bought me food, sent the 200, I’m not really angry about the phone or the incident in general.

As far as the stuff with her kid goes, that’s not on me at all. I was charitable enough to warn that authorities would take her kid, but she wasn’t interested.

Overall dopamine rating: 7 out of 10, would not live with again.

 The hotel food wasted my money, the Airbnb was $3,000 a month, the food was when I was poor from the Airbnb’s and you called the police on me because I supposedly hit you. They didn’t have to come. You were supposed to help me get weed so I could stop drinking. I was drunk which is why I was laughing, I thought I would get her back the next day, like in CA. 

I had no idea I was so crazy. The last thing I remember is listening to music and saying that’s how I felt about you and then you calling the police on me. I don’t remember anything about sayings evil things or anything like that. The cops said you pressed charges and then that you didn’t months later. I sent you money for a new phone. The cops said you had no marks on your hands, they said you said I bit you, but I hit your phone only, so I thought. Alcohol is bad for me and you were supposed to get me weed but only care about yourself. It’s not a priority, just like getting my medicine wasn’t just because I liked the Costco guy or you were lazy.

No medicine and alcohol means I go crazy. I didn’t really know that for sure, but now I do. I would live with you again sober, but I have a boyfriend now and we are going to get married for real this time. Plus, they won’t let me live with you with my baby because of domestic violence, so it’s not safe for her, even if it was me who did it. So we are done and I’ve moved on. Sorry for the inconvenience and for getting so crazy when I’m drunk. I never want anyone to see me like that. I hate alcohol and will never drink again. I can’t believe you ever drink after getting sober. It baffles me because of how much I hate alcohol now.

i know it was all my fault, so I’m sorry. I guess I got mad because you lied to me earlier that day. That’s all I can think of as a trigger for my drunken rage. I hate lying and being lied to. Makes me feel stupid especially after all I had sacrificed for you. At least you could be honest with me and not just try to manipulate me. I am not like other girls. I gave you everything because I loved you and wanted you to have it, but because you manipulated me into giving it to you, so why go full manipulation when you didn’t need to? Made me mad. Thanks for the sex though. I really appreciated that. Also for the recap some people just keep it to themselves. I like to know what I did wrong.

 This bitch really said I'm not like other girls.

 Yeah, I’m not. I’m crazy and also generous to the point of self destruction. I used everything I had to be with him because I wanted to keep him even for the short amount of time I had with him. I guess some girls do that, but they aren’t the same ones who hit guys for lying to them about loving them. They would be happy with the lie. I wasn’t happy with it.

I prefer the truth and living with the truth that he was just using me for a place to live, sex, and alcohol. I prefer to leave that as the reality and not be lied to because I loved him and I know what love looks like. He can’t lie and say he loves me because I see his actions and they did not reflect love, so I knew he was lying and that apparently made me mad enough to hit him when I was drunk. 

NotCS said: 

Lenalee said: 

NotCS said:

 

i know it was all my fault, so I’m sorry. I guess I got mad because you lied to me earlier that day. That’s all I can think of as a trigger for my drunken rage. I hate lying and being lied to. Makes me feel stupid especially after all I had sacrificed for you. At least you could be honest with me and not just try to manipulate me. I am not like other girls. I gave you everything because I loved you and wanted you to have it, but because you manipulated me into giving it to you, so why go full manipulation when you didn’t need to? Made me mad. Thanks for the sex though. I really appreciated that. Also for the recap some people just keep it to themselves. I like to know what I did wrong.

 This bitch really said I'm not like other girls.

 Yeah, I’m not. I’m crazy and also generous to the point of self destruction. I used everything I had to be with him because I wanted to keep him even for the short amount of time I had with him. I guess some girls do that, but they aren’t the same ones who hit guys for lying to them about loving them. They would be happy with the lie. I wasn’t happy with it.

I prefer the truth and living with the truth that he was just using me for a place to live, sex, and alcohol. I prefer to leave that as the reality and not be lied to because I loved him and I know what love looks like. He can’t lie and say he loves me because I see his actions and they did not reflect love, so I knew he was lying and that apparently made me mad enough to hit him when I was drunk. 

 He wasn't using you, you freely offered those thing because you don't know how to be alone 

NotCS said: 

Lenalee said: 

Yes afterwards, these were all things you decided to do on your own and shouldn't have been blaming him for your poor decisions at all tbh

 Correct, but he called the police. Just saying.

I'd honestly be livid if I had to go through even half of the story he just told, the guy didn't even press charges. 

Tryp said: 

It'd be easy to get the impression from that story that she's always unhinged, but that wasn't the case. She was sober most of the time, interacted with her kid a lot, etc. There was some bickering here and there (I even slapped/smacked her once while really drunk), but it got resolved. The day up to that point was fine. I guess something repressed came out with a vengeance, same thing that happened first time I left.

This isn't the first time she's gone off the handle like this, she now has a breadcrumb trail between multiple people she's hurt like this. She also cannot recognize in herself that she's capable of these things, in fact she argues vehemently against the truth, so I'd also venture that she's not looking to fix the issue either. 

I don't know about you, but if my drinking was awakening a violent temper that's that unstable I'd be trying harder than she is to quit drinking. 

NotCS said: 

Tryp said: 

She hurt me : (

The hotel food wasted my money, the Airbnb was $3,000 a month, 

Damn, he goes on about how insane you are and your first go to's are how it was pricey and he called the cops over it. 

Also maybe consider a motel 6 or something next time, $3000's a stupid-high price to pay and you should know better than that. 

the food was when I was poor from the Airbnb’s and you called the police on me because I supposedly hit you. They didn’t have to come. 

'Supposedly', you'll never fix yourself will you? 

As long as you can't abandon this construct ideal of who you are you'll never see what's really going on. You just lost your child, for good reason, GET. THE. HINT. 

One of these days you'll find someone who will press charges, and then you're beyond fucked. 

You were supposed to help me get weed so I could stop drinking. I was drunk which is why I was laughing, I thought I would get her back the next day, like in CA. 

Pretty sure you were laughing to dull the pain, smiling releases endorphins, which is why people unhinged off their rocker can find themselves doing it to substitute for crying. 

Jeez though you're still stuck in a blame cycle, as if any of this is even half-equivalent to the story he just told about you. 

I had no idea I was so crazy.

If you'd listen to other people you'd have known this about yourself already, you've been like this for years now. 

Years. 

The last thing I remember is listening to music and saying that’s how I felt about you and then you calling the police on me. I don’t remember anything about sayings evil things or anything like that. The cops said you pressed charges and then that you didn’t months later.

I mean he should have, you need to be stopped and I kinda don't see very many ways for you to learn your lesson otherwise. 

His trying to wash his hands clean of all of this and move on is a part of why you're able to now move this trainwreck of a life onto someone else's doorstep. 

I sent you money for a new phone.

Sounds more like he accepted it as a bribe. 

Alcohol is bad for me and you were supposed to get me weed but only care about yourself. It’s not a priority, just like getting my medicine wasn’t just because I liked the Costco guy or you were lazy.

You're a mess, accept the blame for your transgressions, it's not his fault because he didn't buy you weed that's a super dumb excuse that would not fly in a court of law (unless you're a cop ala the Twinkie Defense). 

Take some personal responsibility, damn. You lost your kid, that should be enough to teach you a lesson, and the fact that it isn't even phasing you really is proof that you're too in your own head to get better. 

Even Turquie and Delora, two people you likely look down on for being nuts or whatever, have more going on when it comes to their journeys towards self improvement. 

No medicine and alcohol means I go crazy.

Not his fault, stop. 

If it's that big of a thing for you you'd have found ways to ensure you had it there yourself. There's even edibles and shit now, take some personal responsibility. 

I would live with you again sober, but I have a boyfriend now and we are going to get married for real this time.

I legit feel bad for Chapo right now, dude just wants to nut in peace and you're what shows up. 

Plus, they won’t let me live with you with my baby because of domestic violence, so it’s not safe for her, even if it was me who did it. So we are done and I’ve moved on. 

Thankfully they don't let your baby live with you either, you're a much, much bigger risk than he is towards children. 

This has nothing to do with him, with what he's been through with you he could likely still be with someone else who has a child while you've been deemed a danger to your own child, enough so that they had to take her away from you (finally). Stop deflecting blame, especially this poorly, and accept your place in this. 

Sorry for the inconvenience and for getting so crazy when I’m drunk. I never want anyone to see me like that. I hate alcohol and will never drink again. I can’t believe you ever drink after getting sober. It baffles me because of how much I hate alcohol now

Alcohol's your blood at this point, you can't stop and won't stop. 

You're legit an addict and you need help, professional help. At this point it feels more like you're saying 'the alcohol did it' right before taking another swig. 

i know it was all my fault, so I’m sorry.

You sure didn't know this was your fault when you began this giant ramble. 

I guess I got mad because you lied to me earlier that day. That’s all I can think of as a trigger for my drunken rage. I hate lying and being lied to. 

Oh my god, more deflection of blame onto the other person? 

Makes me feel stupid especially after all I had sacrificed for you.

And now you expect to be able to guilt trip Tryp into a a position of pity for you? 

He'll probably do it anyway. 

At least you could be honest with me and not just try to manipulate me. I am not like other girls.

Damn right you're not, you're a danger to yourself and others and you ought to be put somewhere where others run your life for you. 

I gave you everything because I loved you and wanted you to have it, but because you manipulated me into giving it to you, so why go full manipulation when you didn’t need to? Made me mad. Thanks for the sex though. I really appreciated that. Also for the recap some people just keep it to themselves. I like to know what I did wrong.

You're still putting all the blame on him, you don't even feel personally responsible for it do you? 

Disgusting. 

NotCS said: 

 

Yeah, I’m not. I’m crazy and also generous to the point of self destruction. I used everything I had to be with him because I wanted to keep him even for the short amount of time I had with him. I guess some girls do that, but they aren’t the same ones who hit guys for lying to them about loving them. They would be happy with the lie. I wasn’t happy with it.

I prefer the truth and living with the truth that he was just using me for a place to live, sex, and alcohol. I prefer to leave that as the reality and not be lied to because I loved him and I know what love looks like. He can’t lie and say he loves me because I see his actions and they did not reflect love, so I knew he was lying and that apparently made me mad enough to hit him when I was drunk. 

Imagine someone giving this testimony in a court of law.