From Girlfriend to Sister!

By now, everyone should know that I've been online dating since like 2008 or so.

Early 2009 I met this guy on Tagged named "Max". Max was from Nassau, Bahamas and he was sweet, handsome, thoughtful (or so it seemed), and he could sing!

When I tell you all, this man had the voice of an angel...I mean it! That's actually what attracted me to him. The first time we spoke on the phone he sang for me, and I was hooked!

In the summer of 2009, I was in Nassau visiting a friend. Max and I hadn't met in person as yet so this was our chance.

But listen to this!

I was on the phone talking to Max and we were making a plan for him to drop by my friend's house to say hi...just as an initial greet, and then we would plan to have a date later on that week.

Max called to say he was less than a minute away, and as I approached the back door, I kind of forgot to lift my feet as I walked, and out the door I fell, twisting my ankle just as Max was pulling up!

I was so ashamed! I thought he had seen me, but he didn't.

Now, because I was already embarrassed I had to thug out the pain, and try to walk to him as normally as possible...which believe you me, was much harder to do then I had thought...but I did it!

Max didn't notice a thing, but then again he is a man (*rolls eyes*).

Okay, anyways, after Max left, my ankle really began bothering me. That night I could barely sleep because of the pain, and so the next day my friend's mom took me to the hospital because my ankle was severely swollen and painful.

Long story short, the doctor said I had really messed up my ankle (I can't quite remember the term he used, but it was worse than just a sprain ankle).

I know, I'm a klutz and I'm accident prone, for real.

Anyways, let's fast forward to say October 2009. Max and I arranged for him to come and visit me at Acadia for a week.

Keep in mind we met online.

Now Max did not bring his computer with him, so whenever I was done using mine for school work he would be on my laptop and I never questioned what he was doing because at the time our trust was still in tact.

But, then I began noticing that whenever he would use my laptop, he would leave the room and go in the main area of my dorm, claiming he didn't want to interrupt me as I slept...yes, it was always late at night (red flag I decided to ignore).

Anyhow, one day Max was taking a shower and I was on my computer and decided to check my email, and what do I find?

Max was still logged in to his email account (his mistake).

At the very TOP was an email with a very catchy subject line that stopped me in my tracks as I was about to sign him out.

I opened up the email and what do I find? At LEAST 15 photos of naked photos Max and this girl had exchanged!

The girl had also asked him to video chat her multiple times during his visit and his excuse would be, "Oh, I'm visiting my SISTER right now, and she's sleeping. I wouldn't want to disturb her".

Sister? SISTER?!

I was BIG mad!

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Now, how I found the conversations between them was back in the day, those old time laptops use to save online conversations! Anyone remember those?

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The worse thing about this whole "discovery" was that there were multiple emails that were more or less the same between Max and other women! It was outrageous!

Here I am, doing everything I can for this man to make him comfortable during his visit, and he plays me like this?! Ooooh, I was MAD!

By the time as Max had gotten out of the shower, I had to leave to attend a meeting.

I left without saying anything to him. But, before I left I screen shotted everything I had found, so that I could confront him when the time was right.

By the end of my meeting, I could not even control my emotions and I bursted out crying when my girls came over to see what was wrong with me, since I was so quiet (not like me at all!).

I was so shaken up and so hurt that I just blurted out everything, and boy oh boy, they were just as mad as me.

I told them I would be okay and that I would sort it out, and so I headed back to my dorm room.

There Max sat on the end of the bed, repeatedly asking me what was wrong, with me saying to him that I was fine.

This is where I first realized I was legit crazy.

I sat on the bed, and I started smiling and rocking back and forth like I was possessed.

Max is now staring at me, like he's just seen a ghost, because my behaviour was something like out of a horror story, where you know the person is about to die.

I continued smiling, rocking, and staring at him. Max is talking to me, and I'm just ignoring him at that point.

Then he says, "Well if you don't want to talk to me, I'm not going to ask you again". What did he say that for?

I jumped up off the bed like a crazy person and I ran towards Max and I pushed him up against the wall screaming, "Who is Jessica, Max?! Who is Aubrey, Max?! Who is Justine, Max?!"

His face went pale. He knew the jig was up.

He could barely speak. I think he was in disbelief that he had been caught.

I really was not trying to come off as abusive to you, my readers, but, I have to be honest with you guys.

I slapped him Max and stormed out of the room.

Before I left the room though, I told him to pack all of his things and be out of my room in 30 minutes.

I ran down the hall to my former boy best friend and poured out my heart for about 2 hours.

When I went back to my room, Max had his bags packed and he was sitting on the bed with a look of remorse all over his face but I wasn't interested in his feelings at this point.

I sat on the bed and I said to him (again showing that I was crazy), "Unpack your bag, and act like you have sense because we BOTH know you have NOWHERE to go!".

Max turns around and looks at me like I was losing my mind.

The last two days of his trip, Max slept on the floor of my bedroom, and he was not left with my laptop.

When he left to go back to the Bahamas he tried to reconcile with me, but I was over it.

He left me numerous voicemails upon arriving in the Bahamas, begging for my forgiveness and apologizing for his wrong doing.

But the deed was done. I never responded.

A few years later, my friend and I were chatting and Max just happened to pop up into the conversation and she tells me that her and my other friend were driving around in Nassau one day and they saw Max crossing the street, and they considered calling me to ask if they should knock him down.

We laughed about it, but I knew she was serious.

The moral of the story here is, online dating isn't for everyone. Some people really have a hard time being honest, faithful, and committed to just one person.

So, if you try to give it a whirl, just ensure the foundation of trust is well laid!