She Used Him and He Tried to Ghost Her

What would you do?

Coco Garcia
ILLUMINATION

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When you start a new relationship, there are some wonderful things that accompany it in the beginning, such as that first kiss, butterflies in your stomach, no farting, and so on. In that first month, you always get the pleasure of dating the best version of the other person and vice versa.

But then that uncomfortable stage follows when you come to know what the other person is really like. You discover all of the sudden that you are dating a nymph, a dirtbag, an alcoholic, a kleptomaniac, a vegan, a hypochondriac, or a sociopath.

One of mine for instance was my intestinal issues. When I met the love of my life, I concealed for about 6 months that meat, dairy, and gluten will give me projectile shits. This is, of course, something that you will not advertise at the beginning of your relationship — especially as a woman. Whenever we went out, I would make sure to eat small and limited. I would make sure that I would always eliminate my bowels at a public washroom or in the comfort of my own home. Luckily we didn’t get to sleepovers until many years into our relationship and by that time he was in love with me. By the time he discovered that he was dating a chronic diarrhea defecation system, it was too late. The poor guy was in love and we were engaged to be married for better or worse.

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Coco Garcia
ILLUMINATION

Cat lover and entrepreneur. Writer for The Haven and ILLUMINATION