I guess I'll have to name these characters because the story might get confusing. So I'll refer to my ex as Liam, and to his new boyfriend as Matthew.

So, Liam and I met like in the first 24 hours after I arrived in ZA as he is my stepbrother's best friend. My stepbrother introduced me to his friend group as he feared I wouldn't get any friends and be lonely until the school year started (I was starting with uni in February, and it was September). Anyway, after some flirting and and stuff, Liam and I developed an FWB status I guess. We always talked about how it'd be if we dated, or if we were married, but no one ever asked the question. The relationship in itself was very toxic and spiraled in me losing my complete shit with a lot of trauma that I've gone thru in my pre-teens resurfacing. I've come to the conclusion I have two options. A) Try and get him, and in the process of that end up in the 51-50, or worse dead, and B) Move the fuck on. I chose option B.

In December 2024, I made my annual trip to Washington to spend Hanukkah with my dad, then Christmas for his wife, and then spend NYE in LA or Miami. I came back, and Liam had a new boyfriend Matthew. I didn't like Matthew from the start. He was this loud and annoying dude who thought of himself as a woke man, but in the end, he sounded the most xenophobic and sexist out of everyone. He somehow convinced himself that I'm a trump supportin' homophobe and that started his hatred toward me. Pretty soon, he found out I was actually Bi. And that became an issue for him as well because I needed to pick a side (insinuating I should pick men). Saying some pretty sexist shit in the process.

Now onto the main stories (Yeah, stories, this man does not quit):

1. My two South African best friends were over at my house, as so was he with Liam (my house is the hangout house, oftentimes resulting in my friends, my brothers, and stepbrother's friends, as well as my parents' friends all hanging out together.) Now, one of my homies is an Afrikaner, and my other one is an Arab. So we all fell onto the topic of cut penises. I'm cut, so is my arab friend, but not the afrikaner one. Out of nowhere Matthew starts jumping into our conversation, attackin me for being cut, that being "mutalation" and how it's not okay, and how I shouldn't do that to my kids etc. Because America is the root of all evil and that's an american thing!

Anyway, I told him that the reason I'm cut, and so are my brothers is because we are Jewish (I never thought I had to tell him that as I wear The star of David on my neck all the time). All of a sudden that became a problem for him too because of my views on the conflict (I have not once talked about the conflict ever, but okay) and then I dropped a bomb on him, I asked him why is he with Liam, if he hates cut people so much. He got super mad, because how did I know about it (turns out Liam never told this fucker I was balls deep in him almost every day for two years). It was a huge fight between Liam and Matthew, with Matthew balling his eyes out, and Liam storming out. Turns out Liam never let Matthew top him, and Liam never topped with me and that offended Matthew.

1. I came out of my room to get a can of redbull from the fridge, I was studying. Matthew is there as always, but so was Richard. Richard's my stepdad's best friend. And Richard and I have a close bond. So i stand there and I make small talk with him. Out of nowhere Matthew looks at me and goes "Have you ever heard of underwear" Now, I always wear jeans outdoors, so my bulge isn't visible. But at home I'm always in shorts or sweats so my bulge is just there, there's no hiding it, like a woman cannot hide her boobs. I just pulled my shorts down to my ankles. I pointed at my boxers (I was wearing white boxers so the bulge was even more visible) and I asked "You mean something like this?" You could hear a pin drop, and I just saw his eyes pop out of his socket. I'm pretty sure Liam was trying to take a screenshot with his eyes.

2. Another instance, my girlfriend was over. I wasn't there as I ran to the store with my lil step cousin to get him some snacks. And then we got distracted and we sat in McDonald's to eat. Matthew started harassing my girlfriend, asking her how could she be with someone like me, why would she be with me, what she sees in me.

My girlfriend, being the boss-ass bitch she is, she decided to just say "Same reason you wanna be with him, that dick" Apparently she's seen him a couple of times trying to take a picture of my bulge while I'm just standing there, not paying attention. That night, Liam and Matthew were sleeping over on the couch right next to my room. And my gf decided to fuck my brains out just so Matthew could hear.

1. After this, personal attacks (on my soul) became frequent. We were all having a huge dinner at Richard's place. I was eating off my plate, I had some chicken and salad in there. And this fucker grabs a piece of pork and slaps it on my plate saying "Eat some more, you look so skinny" (I'm 6'2 with 250lbs, so Idk who he talking about) It got me so angry that he ruined my plate with that porkchop, I had to clear out my plate now and get a new one, but I was sooo angry, I just closed myself in the bathroom to calm down because I was going to beat his ass.

2. Our neighborhood had a small tournament soccer tournament, after we were done, we all went to take a shower in the shared showers. I'm pretty convinced this dumbass twink with two left feet played so he can have an excuse to go in the showers and watch all these men naked. I purposely stayed out and didn't let my brother go in as he has an eye for my brother too.

3. Entered the bathroom once after he had exited, and I noticed that my laundry basket with my clothes had been ravaged through, I'm not sure what he was doing in there, he didn't take any of my clothes. But they were sweaty gym clothes, so I can only imagine what he was doing.