Puffball

Hello everyone, this is a bit of what I can recall from my relationship with someone who has left marks I've been recovering from since.

(This person will be called "Puffball" during this story since I'd rather he didn't find this out nor do I want anyone to go and attack this person for what they have done. I don't want any more drama or contact from this person. Thank you for reading this.)

It was sometime in early 2016 when I was at the house of one of my really good friends at the time and we were all in her pool in the backyard. Sometime later though I don't remember exactly when everyone got out and I was left alone outside when "Puffball" walked out. He had a death glare look on his face at the time as he saw me. He was cleaning out the pool when I approached him and said "Sup Puffball." We talked for a little bit when a much younger me said boldly "So, do you like furries?" He responded sounding surprised that he "Thought they were interesting". I know, it sounds really silly looking back at it now, however because of that I got his steam account and we started talking and then moved onto Skype. Fast forward a bit and I ask him what he thought of me when I first started talking to him. He responded: "Well I thought you were just an ordinary fangirl chick until the first introduction you gave me to your artwork was a gift to me". Fast forward again and it's now August the 4th of 2016 when it was a very awkward night. it was there when he said, "I maybe kinda sorta like you!" and from there on, we started dating. It was like being on cloud 9 with him, It was about the most free I've ever felt in life. Next year comes along after a blissful summer and winter with Puffball (for the most part) and it's now May when he started to act really weird. He had gone away on a trip to his grandparent's houses, previously before he left he had told me about him being concerned about his diet and how he wanted me to help him out with it. I agreed and did as I was told, watching over what he ate and what not. By the time he went on his trip. He started to become more distant with me and increasingly aggressive with that as well. During that time he called me "Overly-critical", "Controlling" and a "B**ch". It really hurt a ton as you can imagine as I was really confused since to my knowledge I had done nothing wrong. During that time I was just praying when he got home it would all return to normal but alas, it never did. He started to get even more angry and lashed out not only at me but at others as well and would then blame it on being "Depressed" and "Sensitive". Dealing with his emotions on top of handling my mother's with her relationship with my narc father got to me way too much and I started to break down inside. Feeling so hopelessly overwhelmed and confused I had no idea what was going on at the time and thought it was me oddly enough because he would always find ways to turn it around on me somehow, that it was always my fault and that I was the "Narcissist" Sometime later and I go off to a local camp for about two weeks. I expected to come back to at least happy to see me Puffball However instead got a sledgehammer to the face when I did return. Then things started getting REALLY bad when he threated to leave me as punishment because he "couldn't help me" I begged him to stay having no self-respect for myself thinking he was all I had left when in reality, he was making it become that way. It was sometime later and I'm at my close friend's house again, we're having fun with her and her two brothers, one of which being Puffball. Puffball started to get really close to me making somewhat "suggestive" moves towards me and grabbing my hips and pulling me closer and what not. It made me feel really uncomfortable and I tried to slowly move away to tell him to stop but he responded aloud with "Come on, everybody knows!" (that we were a couple at the time in case your wondering.) My friend and her other brother who was also my friend at the time leaves me alone with him to go get freezies down at the gas station near-by. Puffball turned to me with a big grin and started to move much closer to me as I played with their cats. he started to try to snuggle me and I froze. I fell over when Puffball noticed and said "well if your gonna do that, I'm just gonna lay down on top of you." and so he did. I got into a sitting position again before he could do anything more and he asks me: "May I see your forehead?" trying to kiss me. Right at that moment, my body responded and I got up and ran for it until my friends finally got back. In that time he tried to make me feel guilty about getting up saying that he "Just wanted to hold his girlfriend." After that point, I never trusted being alone in the same room as him ever again. Fast forward yet again and he starts getting into diving implying to "get away from me" I was again, confused thinking what had I done wrong? Cause as far as I knew again, I hadn't done anything wrong. He started picking on me for not getting into diving myself, bringing my family into it saying that they were the reason why I couldn't have diving lessons because it was "too expensive" and that "They'd never allow that!" and pretended to feel sorry for me when in reality, they didn't really seem to care too much if I got into diving or not and just seemed as confused as I was about it when I confronted them about it. Fast forward yet again, and it's close to Halloween. I've already told my mother everything. She told me that he was indeed abusing my kindness towards him and that I should indeed leave him. I spent the next few days thinking if I was gonna do it or not and how I was gonna do it. Halloween rolls around and I confront my mother about Puffball being there as I was going with my close friend Trick-or-Treating this year and her brother, Puffball would be tagging along with us. She told me not to let him ruin my Halloween and that I should try to enjoy it while I can. That night I tried to keep my distance from him emotionally doing as my mother had said and 'Not let him ruin my night". He noticed and said, "Come on! What's wrong?! You seem angry" I didn't really try to respond much and continued on. He then said, "What have I ever done to hurt you?" I respond quietly continuing on walking as if nothing had happened trying to Grey-rock him as much as possible saying "A lot" and carried on. Later on that night we finished up our Trick-or-Treating and he drags me away from my close friend saying "(Person's name), Would you mind if I had a moment in quiet with Mika?" I panicked and right as he said that scream "No! We're not abandoning (Person's name)!" He then responds back with "I'm not gonna get all (He gestures with his hands) now come on!" We talked for a while with him rolling the victim card many times in fact. I say it's okay with a dead inside look on my face the entire time as finally, My close friend's other brother walks in. a little while after, we finally leave with me passing out on the couch from stress and tiredness. I wake up at 3 the next morning feeling awful. Fast forward a little while after and we finally break up on a neutral note and he tells me "We can still remain friends if you want!" and for the moment, I agreed. A few day's later However, we never spoke again, it was over or so I thought. He started trying to stalk me on the internet on multible different platforms until I eventualy blocked him on a few and never looked back since.

Hey guys, I know this was really long and took me almost two hours to type it out! If you made it this far, thank you so much. From the bottom of my heart, Thank you <3. I really couldn't ask for more than for someone to listen to me. this really helped out a lot just typing this whole thing out right here. If your still reading, Thank you, and please tell me if you have anything to say on this! on that note, This is goodbye for now. Mika signing out!