John was extremely loving for the first two weeks after I returned from England—he had no idea that I was secretly planning to move there just to get away from him.
He showered me with attention and whenever I mentioned that I needed something, he gave me as much money as I wanted. He was acting paranoid, telling me he knew I was going to leave him and that he could feel it. I denied it, but in reality, I was going to leave him in the most discreet way possible. I was tired of his ways and I wasn’t going to deal with it anymore.
I started avoiding him as much as I could and that was when I saw another side to him. He would just show up at my apartment and he would search the house before he got settled. He would show up drunk, swearing at my gate, and when I told him it was over, he really got ugly!
One night when he came over, he fell asleep and when I searched through his phone (that was the first time I’d ever done anything like that) I saw numerous messages from different women he was having sex with. I felt sick to my stomach. I woke him up and told him to get the hell out of my home. And I ignored him when he showed up at my store and at my home after that.
One day, while I was getting ready for work, he kept calling and when I refused to answer, he showed up at the gate and starting throwing plants in my house, leaving a huge mess. While all this was happening, I was going through it alone. I was so ashamed that I couldn’t tell anyone.
John’s possessiveness had taken over. In my heart, he and I were over, so when I met my now-husband Brian in England, there was no doubt in my mind that I was going to be leaving John. While he acted crazy, I drifted away and when Brian came into my life and started showing me what love was all about, I wanted nothing to do with John. I just had to figure out how to get rid of him without risking my own safety or Brian’s…