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Input: Buckle up folks because this is a long one. 

So about 2 and a half years ago I reconnected with a girl I met online from canada that really seemed to click with me, we shared alot of personal interests, links, etc. She was in this on off thing with another guy and living with an abusive father. She sends me a nude which causes the on off guy to flip out on me over Skype and I not wanting drama backed off for awhile but something about her hooked me like a drug. We start talking again and she says she wants to be with me and builds up the idea of a dream future. I'm into it naturally but she seems really avoidant of making our status known to anyone which is fine, shes got that weird ex right? So I message a mutual friend and he blows up and starts a shitstorm of drama because she was evidently sexting him, the ex, and making plans with me. I have alot of drama in the place I'm living at the time and see red flags so I deuce and end up in another relationship that I rapidly lose interest in but hang around because it's better than where I was before (I am the asshole for that I know) 

Jump forward 6-7 months and she starts messaging me on Skype again and we reconnect as friends and I tell her I still think about her and flirt a bit, a week or two later she sends a picture of her wet panties to my Skype while I'm at work and current gf sees it at home and almost kicks me out making me homeless across the country from family so once again seeing a red flag I block her on everything, 4 months later current gf cheats on me when I play fallout 4 after it comes out for 3days so I say screw it and deuce. Being in a bad place mentally and stuck moving in with parents again because my car died in a flood and I didnt have much money, i cant stop thinking about Canada girl so i unblock and message her, shes moved out of her dads, broken things off with the ex more completely and now has an american trucker friend paying for her apartment while she is slowly slipping into depression from abusive father and ex(he had been visiting her a few times at this point) we hit it off again and trauma bound over childhood stuff (toxic abusive mother and constant fighting as i grew up with step dad) and one day she just vanishes for 18 hours and I panic because shes had several prior suicide attempts. I call numerous people trying to figure out if shes okay including a guy who she hung out with irl sometimes, he flips out on me and tries to tell me to go find an american girl so that sets off a weird flag... she calls me a short time later with a black eye and mad I contacted her friend up there (I somehow ignored alot of red flags) 

Suddenly she drops a bomb on me, her dad showed up and hit her "accidentally" because she wouldn't hug him and she also breaks down and informs me of just how abusive he was when she lived with him. In the following month she spirals out hardcore, trucker friend lost job, she isnt working, food runs out, shes starving slowly to death, suddenly starts acting really strange and informs me she ordered helium to off herself. I call a crisis team immediately because I've fallen hard at this point and I've lost several friends to suicide so its terrifying to just let someone go through that, cop and psych lady show up, ask questions, she convinces things are fine and they leave. She panics after because she self medicated for epilepsy with weed and didnt want to get in trouble but she also cancels the helium order.

At this point she starts disappearing on me again but I dont give up because I'm terrified she'll off herself. Turns out shes talking to abusive ex again, so I in my infinite wisdom, somehow get roped into a 3 way relationship for the sake of getting her away from stalker father and not ending up homeless or starving to death. Trucker guy also has job again at this point and wants to help too (hes her friend of 15 years who has always been hung up on her but she refuses to date because shes not into him) 

SO the first 3 months of the 2 year shit saga begin... I fly up, the other 2 drive up a week later, I help her get her passport renewed, clean up her apartment (which is a disgusting wreck, she was letting her dog shit on the balcony and it was like 4 inches thick but I was in the army and a plumber at one point so fuck it, shes been through some fucked up shit, I'll clean the place nbd) she meanwhile fucks me like crazy and ignored her ex and tells me she just roped him in to help get this all done (hes already been a sleezebag, I moved in with him shortly before going up to Canada and his place was a shithole too and I guess I have a bleeding heart) and shed drop him after. So first we drive all the way to trucker guys hometown with ex guy trying to sexualize her and grope her every chance he got despite her trauma and her not initiating and obviously being uncomfortable and telling him to stop.

After a weird argument there with her being pissed with everyone but me; me her and ex continue to his place against everything she had told me before, basically I end up having 2 or 3 threesomes minus the fact the guy gives a weird vibe, her and ex start having arguments that spiral into insanity and end with her locking herself in the bathroom and self harming(no shame, just stating for clarity) and only allowing me In to calm her down, he knocks her up but we dont know it at the time (I'm sterile from birth because mom smoked and drank while pregnant, its caused 2 other relationships to end which is why I got tested because having a kid wasnt working out) and she starts getting really sick he takes her to hospital while I'm at work and i get a call saying he "lost her" she freaked out and had an argument and let her walk off in a major city by herself in a delirious state and she gets lost and almost snatched but she goes knocking on doors and a stranger helps her back. A day or two later upset at him, she goes through his laptop and desktop. First she finds out he cheated on her with 14 other people and then she finds 10 gigs of .... well some shit you just cant fucking unsee. It's all I can do not to kill the bastard and I feel sick af about everything, she blows up his Facebook, he comes home, immediately wipes hard drives and destroys computers while we pack up and gtfo.

Queue Feb of 2017, it's already been the most insane shit I've ever been apart of in my life, but she has me hooked and convinced we need eachother. We move up to Trucker guys hometown and he helps us get set up before she starts getting really sick again (we hadn't been eating well at this point because money got drained away by her "needing" weed, bills and ex guy being literal garbage) so we take her to a hospital there, she finds out shes 3-4 months pregnant and insists on abortion because it's ex guys kid and hes a pedo. I personally do not support abortion myself but I do believe in your body your choice. We end up going to the wrong clinic and it gets botched, she almost bleeds out but makes it, recovery is long and I spend the next few months keeping the house somewhat clean (I've been the only one cleaning since this started) and we have a backyard now so I lax on walking the dogs. Meanwhile with no vehicle I've found a job 1.5 miles away from the house at a mcdonalds and it's the best I can do but I'm walking there and back every day and I start losing steam on keeping up with the housework solo while she recovers for the next 3-4 months evidently, in this time I catch her flirting with other guys online and lying to me about things, she also caught me apologizing to my previous ex in secret because with what I've let go at this point, breaking up with her and deucing seemed pretty shit.

Shes not getting periods at this point, something is wrong, not pregnancy, some super rare shit where uterine tissue turns into bone and it blocks the way. So she has to have another surgery around this time last year, they fail at fixing it and retry (successfully) a few weeks later and she has to have a catheter for a week, in this time period she told me shed leave if I didnt let her have an open relationship and I caved because I have problems and we've already been through so much and she still talks about suicide. I say it's okay as long as I'm informed/involved and she starts acting shady. I had work the day of the first surgery and I came home and had a weird feeling after some recent arguments about her suddenly telling me shes poly and how I'm not meeting her needs (but she doesnt want to have sex at this point because pain, ex, trauma, etc.) And I find out shes been lying to me about video chatting with a guy who bought her a vibrator and she was sexting him the whole time and logs prior to her getting me to agree to the open relationship thing (meanwhile i have no desire to pursue anyone else, I have enough to deal with) so I send her a text saying "we need to talk" and she flips out and says I'm a piece of shit for causing her anxiety when she just had surgery and it turns into the first of many terrible arguments where she turns everything around on me. Christmas eve me and trucker guy have been making trips to Colorado to get her weed, the red a horrible blizzard, hes a dumbass and I warn him to slow down and we get into an almost fatal wreck with the trailer of a semi, trucks totaled, hes fine, I have bruised ribs from bouncing off center console (get a Ford f150 if you wanna feel safe lol) we have to jump through some hoops but we make it home in time for xmas, a few days later shes picking fights about me walking the dogs or doing housework because she just had surgery but I'm still going to my new job at a phone store making more money and supporting us both with bruised ribs which is agony in and of itself, fast forward (there's alot of fights she starts over minor shit 

moving back to my hometown to escape what I consider an abusive relationship