Fragile Male Egos

OKIES so seriously grab some popcorn and strap yourselves in because this will be a full on rant with LOTS OF CAPITAL LETTERS AND I DON’T CARE! And it shows how much this is bothering me because school is closed AGAIN due to positive cases (4 at the moment) and after my second day of surprise online teaching, my eyes are KILLING me and here I am RANTING ABOUT SOME JERK! It’s long and I won’t edit it or cut it down so either stick with it or move on.

So let’s go back NINETEEN MONTHS to the summer of 2019. Yes, August 2019. Remember that time? Little T had just moved into her first “paid for by my own money” living space in Toronto, she had just got a new wig, she was involved with a very attractive but emotionally unavailable poop who eventually messed things up so badly that she is no longer talking to him, she was getting ready for her first year as a teacher and life was GOOD.

Now we are all caught up. So at the beginning of August 2019, I had a mystery texter. They popped up on Whatsapp I think but with no name or picture attached to their account. I detailed it in this post which you can read but basically they said hi and I said sorry wrong number and they spend the better part of a week tormenting me with winks and smiles and UTTER STUPIDITY whenever I asked them who they were. “oh sorry I remembered who this is now, sorry” WHO ARE YOU!!!! ๐Ÿ˜‰

I eventually told them off and blocked them.

Then a few days later someone tried to steal my phone number and hacked into my paypal account WITHIN TWENTY MINUTES OF EACH OTHER and I thought maybe it was this random number. The guy I was involved with did some cute internet thing and he tracked the number down to the Toronto area and a specific provider but that was it.

I thought it was done with. Then this week, someone messages me on my nail instagram asking how I got into nail art. It was a nice back and forth but they said something that made it feel more personal and like we had a previous connection? But the name wasn’t one that I recognized and the picture was just the back of someone walking in the woods, and their “name” under their handle was just a series of letters and numbers – could be anyone! Their account has zero followers and one post and was private. So then this happened:

And like what?! So I was waiting for this person to text back and then I started thinking that the number he posted looked familiar AND WHAT DO YOU KNOW ITS THE MYSTERY TEXTER FROM THE SUMMER OF 2019!!!!


Okies so I am sharing screen grabs with my friends and basically pissed off and freaking out and then it HIT ME!

That stupid smile emoji! UGH I don’t know why I didn’t make the connection earlier ITS AN EX BOYFRIED OF MINE!


I went back into my blog and realized that for some reason I didn’t post about him. But here is his story:

I was still in love with my blogger friend who crushed my heart. But in June, he said he was dating someone, after about 6 months of talking to me every day and telling me things like “when we get married” and “let’s add that to our date list” so yeah I was crushed. Obviously I had to prove that I wasn’t wrapped up in him so I started to see this person – C.

C was a few years old than me, and lived in Mississauga. We went out a few times and it was good! But then some red flags popped up that annoyed me. Like this one time we were supposed to meet up after he was done work. The plan was he would text me to let me know when to leave and I’d take the Go bus to Mississauga and we’d have dinner and/or a movie. So early that morning I text asking if we were still on for that night. No reply. FOR 36 HOURS! At which point I was on a train to Ottawa to visit my brother. No apology, no explanation, just a “have fun with your brother”

As if that wasn’t enough, I still decided to keep in contact with him! I know bad life choices!

About a week after I got back from Ottawa, C and I again had plans. My bff was going to visit for a day, we went to the zoo all day I was texting him cute pictures and saying “I’ll show you more tonight” etc etc. He was replying back it was all good. I cut my zoo visit short with my bff so I could shower and nap. I needed a rental car for the weekend so I picked it up early so that I could see him easier. I get the rental car, get home, he should be just leaving work so I text him “ok! I’m ready to go where are we meeting” and he’s all “ya know I’m busy packing so I can’t” I asked him later how his night was and he just replied with that big wide smile emoji.


After he moved, we actually DID get another date. It was our last. We met for dinner – I took the go bus to the stop about 5 minutes from his house, he picked me up there, we had dinner and grabbed some ice cream and sat at a park and went on the swings and it was super cute! He held my hand for the first time and he was so nervous and didn’t want to get into a picture with me but I forced him.

We drove back to the go bus stop where I had to buy a ticket home and I got out to do that. I went back to the car and spoke to him through the window and said “it’s coming in a bit but you don’t have to wait, it’s ok” we said goodbye and he went home.

I got home and told him and he comes back with a tantrum because he didn’t get a hug goodbye. LIKE EXCUSE ME! YOU ARE A 34 YEAR OLD GROWN ASS MAN AND IF YOU WANT A HUG GOODBYE GET OUT OF YOUR CAR AND ASK FOR ONE. And it wasn’t even that he was sad he didn’t get a hug. I’m huggable. I get it. But he was “I was a gentleman all night. I deserved a hug. I earned it.” EXCUSE ME!!!! WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!

So I basically told him we were done and he comes back with “fine whatever. I’ll just go back to MGTOW because obviously dating isn’t worth it”

Then I had to google and ask my friend who is way more into sexual kinks than I am about MGTOW(men going their own way) and found out that it’s basically a bunch of idiots who think women are just for sexual release and pro-creation and nothing else. There are no relationships or partnerships. At least I think, I honestly don’t know.

A few months later, we talked a bit more (I’m the type who thinks she can stay friends with everyone, I know, it’s a flaw) and he asked if we could meet up and was being very flirty and I said sure as friends and then as soon as I said yes he goes “I can’t. I’m sorry. I am dating a really sweet girl and it wouldn’t be right.” SO WHY DID YOU FREAKING ASK THEN!!!!!

That was the last contact I had with him: December 2018!!!!!! OVER TWO YEARS AGO. Are you getting the picture?!

So I delete his contact from my phone in December 2018. Then he pops up in August 2019 with his lame mystery texter and now THIS!

I made the connection when the initials in his instagram profile set the light switch off. Same initials. Same behaviour.

Even though he wouldn’t own up to being that person, I have decided it’s the same so I let him have it:

Now this was pretty calm for how I was feeling. I knew it was the mystery texter because I only have one number blocked on my phone and it belonged to the mystery texter. I would call never saying who you are after being asked multiple times and sending random messages after being asked to stop harassment. Which is what the mystery texter was doing. I still wasn’t 100% sure that he was the same person I dated until this message he sent in reply to my STOP messaging me:

So ARE YOU STILL NOT GOING TO EVEN SAY WHO YOU ARE?! As if 2.5 years later I would know “I was the one who talked to you. Took you out to eat” is supposed to be?! I apparently broke your heart that summer, and you had such a hard time getting over me but now you never cared about me?! And I’M THE WORTHLESS ONE?!


Anyway, once I grabbed a screen shot of his reply I blocked and deleted the message from my instagram. I had all the other screen shots from messaging my friend the whole conversation over the weekend haha.

Then as if that wasn’t enough, I look down at my phone while I’m getting ready for my classes today and see this:

Like DUUUUDDDDEEEEE really?! LOL Seriously?!


So that was my morning. Getting his “you’re worthless” message and him deleting everything he sent me.

THIS IS WHY I HATE DATING. This is why I hate men in Toronto (aside from the small handful of them who I am lucky enough to call my friend). Never in my life have I met someone so UUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Thank you for reading my long ass rant. Please enjoy the rest of your day.

20 thoughts on “Fragile Male Egos

    • ๐Ÿ˜‚ I did read a bit of the article I linked and its apparently mostly white middle class men who think society has been destroyed by feminism? ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ idk. Im just so ready to leave this city lol

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  1. OMG, I canโ€™t believe you had to deal with this! What a jerk, makes me want to vomit. Stop being so nice- some folk do not deserve second chances! Iโ€™m glad you dumped him: keep those standards high T. Delete & block. Show no mercy ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฟ

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  3. Oh brother. That’s one socially retarded dude. Count your blessings you dodged a bullet. I now set the bar very high. If it means I spend the rest of my life alone, so be it. I’ve got a good job, money in the bank, own a condo, have good friends and family. Life’s good!

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