Okay, I am not sure my taste in guys is good at all, I have a type I like and yet each time it ends badly.
The first guy I was with, I really hate to talk about yet I am asking for advice so I have to be honest. I was with a guy that I met at a cousins wedding, he was a friend of someone in the grooms family. He saw me sat eating cake at a table alone he came over and asked me out. I was 19 years old and he was 24 years old. He asked me out, I liked he and said yes. I gave him my number. 4 months later, he told me he had gotten into accident, where he had hit a drunk guy, that had walked out in front of his car. He told he couldn't stop in time. Yet forgot to mention that he was under the influence of drugs at the time. He also forget to mention he had plenty of time to stop as he had seen the guy stagger on to the road. He didn't he decided to try and swerve to go around the guy. He miss calculated and hit the guy. He then decided to drive away and leave the guy there to die. The guy died from his injury in hospital. He got 6 months in prison for reckless driving and severed just 3 months. When I was talking to him about it, he showed on signs of remorse at all. He just sat there complaining, that if that guy had waited on the sidewalk, until the green man showed he would have had to go to jail. I was thinking like you killed a man, he might have family. They are now suffer because of you and you only care about yourself. I broke up with him. I wish I had never met him because, I still have nightmares about that day. He told me he had a violent temper, I wasn't sure what he met, but I would soon find out. I had just broken up with him and I though that was the end of it. I was wrong. I was walking home from my cousin house and a guys hand clasped over my mouth and I as I was trying to get away I felt another hand on my waist. I was dragged backwards into car and the door was closed behind us. He forgot to lock the door. Which I was smart enough to remember. Their were 2 other guys their too. 1 of the guys was driving which make sense, since he was banned from driving for 3 years. He was 21 when he got banned, so he only had a few months and he would be able to drive again. I don't really want to tell this part, but I have to tell someone. I never told my family or anyone else what happened before I escaped. I was still in his grip and try to break free. This only made he horny, he pulled me into straddling him, he then reached his hand up my shirt and push my bra upwards exposing my breast. I didn't want thing like this happen to me. I kept trying to get out. He put his head closer to my shirt and start biting and sucking. I have to admit if I wasn't in this kind of predicament, I would have enjoyed it, I started to realise if I didn't get out, I would be losing my virginity in the back of a car. I was so scared, that I remembered that someone had was told me kneeing a guy in between the legs hurts. I was hoping it was true. I waited until the car had to stop for traffic. When it had stopped I knee and pushed open the door enough to get out and I ran to a passerby and asked them to take me to a police station. They did and I got a restraining order against him.
The second guy was different he seemed nice, I was 21 years old at this time and decide to take a chance on another guy after the first guy. The second guy was only interested in sex. I was with him for 1 month and 2 weeks and 3 days, and in that time he attacked me on three occasion. We had a good relationship apart from him hurting. He would get angry with me for no reason other than, he couldn't control me. He wanted me to dress a certain way all the time. He wanted me to revel my body more. As in wear very little, when I asked him why he always said, he wanted easy access. Still don't know what he meant. I refused to dress in skimpy clothes. For I guy I just met. Anyway, the first time he hit me, he was trying to take of my bra while we were on a crowd street, I stopped him by grabbing his hand pushing it out of my shirt. He grabbed my hand so hard and backed me into the nearest wall, he ended up kicking me, when I struggle to escape. I had tears in my eyes at this point telling him to let me go and it was over. He let go and said he was sorry, he said if I gave he another chance he would be the nice guy I always wanted. I gave him a second another chance, the second time he hit me was when I was playing with him. Were where playing with ice and he was holding the ice on my breast and I dropping it into my bra. I placed a bit of ice on his cheek and dragged it across his face he grabbed my hard so hard the ice was crushed in my hard and I had ice burns on my hand. I convinced me it was my fault and I had provoked him. I end giving it another try. This time he took me to a secluded spot, and at first I was into making out with him, he lifted up my shirt so he could suck them, after this he took out his phone and took a picture of my breast, I told him to delete it he, grabbed my arm and push me up against a ledge, where he slapped me, telling me that if I don't behave he'd hurt me even more. I was upset that he had hit me. So I used my force and pushed him away from me and ran. I broke up with him after that over text. He kept trying to convince me that he was a great guy. But in 1 month and 2 weeks and 3 days he hurt me 3 times. We had just met too I wasn't sure I wanted to stick around for more abuse. As, this is how our relationship started. I just didn't want it to end with me dead.
If you have any advice on how to date and pick good guys, please help me. I need to learn this, I find it difficult to trust myself now. I would like some advice. Thank you all for reading about my relationships. I didn't mean it for to be this long. It seemed short in my head. Also The pictures are not the pictures of my ex's, this my take thing say to put pictures and so I did. Thank you again for reading this you are all kind people.