We were getting ready to have sex. I saw that one of our blanket had a brown stain on it, and she said she had wiped her hands on it after eating chocolate. We had sex. Months later, she admitted that she actually wiped her ass with the blanket to make sure she didn’t have shit on her asshole. She was nasty af, but we ended up breaking up for another reason. She was a deranged narcissist. I’m not saying this as a layperson that watched YouTube videos to get over the relationship. I actually went to a therapist that is a nationally renowned specialist on narcissistic relationships.
Honestly, the ass-wiping with the blanket was nothing compared to her toxicity, so definitely good thing she’s an ex. I learned a lot through that relationship, and the main lesson was that deranged people truly exist. They’re not some weird character on a documentary. They’re walking around looking normal until their patterns catch up with them, then they move and restart the cycle with a whole new set of victims.
We were getting ready to have sex. I saw that one of our blanket had a brown stain on it, and she said she had wiped her hands on it after eating chocolate. We had sex. Months later, she admitted that she actually wiped her ass with the blanket to make sure she didn’t have shit on her asshole. She was nasty af, but we ended up breaking up for another reason. She was a deranged narcissist. I’m not saying this as a layperson that watched YouTube videos to get over the relationship. I actually went to a therapist that is a nationally renowned specialist on narcissistic relationships.
Oof. Good thing she’s an ex. That’s nasty
Honestly, the ass-wiping with the blanket was nothing compared to her toxicity, so definitely good thing she’s an ex. I learned a lot through that relationship, and the main lesson was that deranged people truly exist. They’re not some weird character on a documentary. They’re walking around looking normal until their patterns catch up with them, then they move and restart the cycle with a whole new set of victims.
Don’t we all wipe our ass with our blankets?