He asked me out three times before I accepted. He showed me cocaine but I didn’t go to his home for that, I went because I felt sorry for him with his sad face leaving the bar that I didn’t show up. He immediately sexed me, called me his girlfriend, but then proceeded to court a different girl while I was there, asked to be with both of my daughters, and hasn’t stopped gaslighting me since, a year later. He placed cameras in my home, watched me, stalked my devices and online accounts, and chased away my dates by gossiping about me and incessantly calling me over and over while I was on a date. I’ve been called a p********, a cheater, a terrible mother, fat, an addict, and a cousin lover. He video called me while he was kissing other women and fondled them, called me to work him up because he couldn’t get off with the girls he was with. He had more than one girl bully my over phone and online, calling me names and trolling and video calling me while he was with other women. He made an entire network of trolls on the chat network harass me. He hired people to chase me around town with their cars, take my picture, holler obscenities to me, come into my home, take photos of my son, rub human s*** in my carpet, human s*** on my son’s personal devices, drug our drinks, and hack and stalk our online video cameras. He hijacked my phone deleting my contacts when I tried to set up meets with other men. He masturbated to my daughter. His signature move is to flirt with other girls in front of me. They tell me he’s done this to other women in my town. And now, I’m supposed to be upset because. . ‘he’s moving on’. Yeah. . okay.