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Let’s start by saying my ex boyfriend came to Europe with me for my birthday after I told him i would go alone.. Our first day I got a bit jealous of two women he met through a group at a bar who are just friends and accused him of dating one of them and he said he’s not dating anyone. Then night time came and we got drunk, we spoke about one of his siblings dating (note: I am close to his cousin that’s how we met) since i was drunk I spilled the beans about this sibling and then he made a sly comment and then said he “dated” a “Russian “ girl who met his parents last year bc of his sister (she tried to get me to meet his parents after 3 dates ). I was blindsided since I never met his parents. I blew up and had a breakdown and left the hotel to go dancing and he text me while I was out alone he only went on a few dates with this girl and his sister tried to hype this person up. This is where it gets interesting (He’s never had a girlfriend and the one he counts as an ex he only saw 7 times and was long distance) Anyway, I come back to the hotel crying, of course, and he says to me, “Let me explain “ as he got up from the bed “I only said I went on dates with this girl since you kept using the word dating but i never dated her and she wasn’t Russian. I only saw her three times at the same bar my sister goes to and i deleted her number and don’t even remember her name. My sister was drunk and invited this girl to meet my parents when they were in town but i only had meetings with her at the bar & got drinks i never took her out to dinner or a proper date she was a random girl and i only saw her 3 times in the four weeks.“ I then i asked if she was introduced as a girlfriend or date and he said “my sister got excited and wanted to hype this girl up to my parents for me but didn’t go well bc they didn’t even like her. “ I haven’t spoken to her in months and it was last May”

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We met on a dating app—no, not Tinder—and he messaged me first. We talked for a few days and clicked fast. We’re both artists learning tattooing, traded art, hyped each other up, then moved to texting. He kept asking for selfies, calling me beautiful, and sending his back. He was cute, fit, tall enough without being towering, and covered in tattoos like me.

He wanted to hang out and hook up, but I needed childcare, so we planned for him to come over while my six-month-old napped and I monitored the baby the whole time. He even offered Starbucks and gas-station snacks, which I declined. When he arrived he hugged me, took off his shoes without being asked, admired my gaming setup, and cuddled with me on the couch. He complimented my hair, touched it gently, then kissed me. We hooked up and the chemistry was real—he was attentive, no awkwardness, very compatible.

Afterward we talked, and he said he’d probably come over again the next day. Before he came over I’d warned him my ex’s belongings were still there in trash bags by the door. When he noticed them at the end of the night he tensed and said I should get rid of them. I agreed, and he relaxed. He hugged and kissed me goodbye. I noticed dimples I’d never seen in photos, told him they were cute, and he abruptly said goodnight.

The next day he barely replied. Then out of nowhere he texted, “I think I’m gay lmao.” I couldn't tell if he was kidding. He said he was serious and had been thinking about it. I noticed he’d unmatched me on the app. I respected it but asked if this was just him disappearing after sex. He said it wasn’t about me, just stuff in his head. I told him if he ever figured things out he could text me. He promised he would and sent a black heart. We haven’t spoken since.

I’m 25, he’s 27, and I’d just left an abusive relationship. I wasn’t naïve—just enjoying my freedom. Still, the whole thing doesn’t make sense.