He saunters off into his room and locks the door. Then he texts me to fuck off cause I’m a fat fuck and to not use his card, and eat whatever the fuck is leftover from the shopping I did almost two weeks ago. The thing is, I already knew he was going to refuse to get me anythin

Then we start to argue. Because fuck his booze why couldn’t he just get something while he was out like he told me he would or DoorDash something right now which is something he does for himself several times in a single day??? He refuses and the silent treatment begins.

Anyway he has taken at least 10 shooters in front of me at this point, having left and returned to replenish his stash, promising me a meal but only returning with his booze and tears in his eyes.

That’s how I justified allowing myself to be exploited like that, daily. You’re using me but at least I feel useful for those moments, huh? You grunting with pleasure is a welcomed change to stonewalling me between blatant bullshit lies.“ That way of thinking is SO FKD UP.

For CONSENT or enjoyment. So, rape. I might not have said no (I did, many times), but you pinned me down before I was even fully awake sometimes, and I was so sick of fighting with you. I didn’t talk to anyone else and the only interaction with you I ever had was drama.

“I also BEGGED you to stop initiating sex with me, not because of your ‘secret’ GF, or how it fucks with my head or keeps me stuck on stupid, but because of how obviously it is that you are straight up using me like a living sex doll. No eye contact, no intimacy, no concern for

I digress. He’s drunk and crying between me enjoying every moment of this whole situation. I smugly tell him,”I told you this behavior was going to catch up to you one day. I told you that you were going to fuck up a relationship that you actually care about.

How are you that vapid that you didn’t ever have any inkling that maybe not all of this bullshit he’s feeding you is adding up? Cause he’s matching your evil in your plots of Gangstalking me, huh? What a pathetic rube you are, KRISTEN BISHOP. #KristenBishop

You’re realizing that all those hours & days both of you did this to me to get your kicks was spent in vain, huh? He didn’t just cheat on you, he NEVER wasn’t cheating on you. You’ve known him a few months, we’ve BEEN for over a year - consistently. The entire time we cohabited.

Dude talking about my every move, thinking up ways to fuck with me in the future, tracking my car, hacking my iPhone, reading my diary, snooping through my room in my absence, all to immediately use the clandestine intel about me, against me…

Does it make you rage that you’re obviously a very gullible, dangerously impulsive unhinged dumbfuck who couldn’t have believed anything let alone EVERYTHING that Dude told you, especially about me. Or are you fuming mad because I’m ur imagined enemy, & all that time spent w/

Harm does one have to be to STILL be about that mission even after a near 2 hour drive from Littleton to Pueblo… minutes before midnight… on a fucking Tuesday. Like wtf did Dude tell you that had to justifying your intention that entire time?

What bullshit embellishment did he include with his confession that had this obvious alcoholic who’s he has been secretly dating for like 4-5 months, STARK RAVING PISSED AT ONLY THE PREGNANT FEMALE, and NOT him?! Not only that, how fucking determined to do at LEAST great bodily

And if I simply didn’t burden HIM with the truth, he wouldn’t have done something I honestly did not believe he was capable of doing: admitting he fucked up IMMEDIATELY to someone of whom he purposely withheld information from. But what did he tell her that mad this person

He nearly pleads with me to not go through with it. This is two days after I found out. Never been pregnant before. Just turned 42. Do not have my shit together AT ALL. But this is a dream come true, Wrapped in a nightmare. I was four days away from MOVING AWAY FROM HIM.

Dude starts in on “but you’re SO OLD, what if the baby is retarded?” Wow. Jokes about pushing me down the stairs. Then, tears. “This baby will surely be the end of my relationship with _____.” Between ridiculous lies about imagined consequences after he escaped w/ “his GF”

Along with the several BOXES of Tito’s shooters, dude also has 3+ pregnancy tests. All positive. “Are you *sure* it’s mine??” 🙄 “Of course it is, you’ve held me captive as a fuckmaid for a YEAR. My self-worth is nearly nonexistent. I don’t have the COURAGE to meet any1 else.”

Holed up in a hotel room w/ the determined, bat-wielding, alcoholic psychopath for two days. I was left at the house in absolute fear of my life if I stepped outside. Dude came back after 2 days utterly shitfaced, and carrying more booze. He clearly had not been to work.

Got knocked up, found out on 9/03 Dude immediately told his “actual” GF from Denver that same night. This psycho sped down from Highlands Ranch… with a bat in hand WASTED. All four sides of my 30 y/o car damaged. Dude refused to ID her, & escaped with her b4 cops came.

He’d like this… youtu.be/s_Vg5NN7LBo?is=RNdo…