My ex and I broke up about 2 months ago. The relationship was about 2 years long. You can look at my last post for some background context. Basically, he was incredibly emotionally immature. Only wanted to solve problems and fights through text. He was incapable of having face to face conversations. He never wanted to meet my friends, he told me he loved me for the first time over text. He would give me the silent treatment and ignore me to my face for days. Once, he was about to go down on me, but he just started looking at my private area weird. He didn’t say anything and just got up, put his clothes on, and told me he was going downstairs. I was so shocked and confused and left in a vulnerable state. I put my clothes on and met him downstairs. I asked him what the hell just happened. Instead of TELLING me using his big boy words, he TEXTED me (while sitting right next to me) that he saw some white stuff on my private area. I read the message next to him and cried and asked him to leave my home.was literally just discharge. Anyway, you get the point. It was incredibly toxic and I finally built up the courage to break up with him.

I told him all of these things when I broke up with him. But of course, he barely said anything to me. Then, when he left my apartment to go home, his texts came in. Paragraph after paragraph just begging me to reconsider. He told me he didn’t mean anything he did. He asked if we could just take a break. Yadda yadda yadda. I texted him I was firm on my decision. He ignored it and kept bargaining. I had enough so I told him to stop messaging me and we could meet during winter break.

A month roles by. It’s the beginning of November. I opened my front door. I see a giant basket of gifts. Probably worth over 100 dollars. This man traveled an hour and a half by train to drop it off. I got so anxious. It was such a breach of my boundaries. I ignored it. Didn’t say anything to him. He tried contacting me on instagram to ask if I received it. I immediately blocked him. In the basket, he wrote a letter. He told me he’s gonna be in my college’s town for a few more hours if I wanted to meet and open the bottle of wine together that was in the basket. What the fuck??

I blocked him on everything. I don’t want anything to do with him anymore. I am sick of being constantly disrespected by him. He messaged me last night using another number asking me to meet for “closure” because he “really really needs it” I don’t want to meet with him. I don’t want to see him ever again. Do I owe him this? Is it really my responsibility to give him this? Any advice would help. Thank you.