Let me tell you a story. This is long, I just got out of a 20 year prison sentence. I won't provide much but I just want to let someone hear my story so it does not go unheard. Behold, for you are talking to the ultimate victim of the ultimate cuck. Let me begin.
It began 20 years ago. I believe it started around march of 1996 when I met her. We will call the woman Jessica. I met jessica on a bike ride through a rural area and her car had broken down. Being raised as a christian man, I stopped and offered my assistance. Her tire went flat and I'll be damned all of the fluid out of her carjack got.. well, dumped out some how. It was pretty strange to be honest. Being me, a very enthusiastic bike rider at the time I had excellent leg muscles. She had a small car so I was easily able to life the car up just enough to help her change the tire albeit bit by bit. It took roughly three hours and two extremely sore legs the next day but we finally got that tire changed and this woman drove me home, who was nineteen at the time. One year younger than me.
Next day I get a phone call asking me out for dinner. It seemed pretty brave, but I accepted it. I wouldn't let her courage to ask me, a man out to dinner. I gladly accepted. We both arrive about five minutes before/after one another and start to have a conversation, and me limping my way in was an interesting conversational piece. A few hours passed and we really get along. The date ends, we leave smiling, I go to my car with a bit of help and we go our separate ways after arranging another date.
A few months later. Months pass as stated and being a go getter as I am, I decide to propose which was probably the biggest mistake of my life. I will get to that a few paragraphs down. She gladly accepts and we arrange a date and such. I even had a couple of lovely wedding bands picked out. It was nice, a nice feeling.
Two days later I get a call from my mother about her coming down to visit and I was happy as I had not seen my mother in a couple of months.
One day later mother arrives and all goes well. I introduce her to my fiancee and they get along very well. I leave the room and get something to drink and now they are sitting next to eachother having a laugh. I think nothing of it.
Time passes, a few weeks even and my mother is still here. One day I decide to go on a bike ride and come home a bit early due to a twisted ankle over a somehow dislocated chain odds be damned.
Are you ready for this? You assumed it. You fucking assumed it. Guess what?
Walk through the door to find mother and girlfriend having very intense lesbian sex, which was very shocking and disgusting to me as a very christian man. Still is.
Very furious at the site, my mother who is 49 at the time and my girlfriend who is nineteen don't even seem too phased, and they simply stand up and leave the room as I look about ready to bust a vein.
Being blindly furious that I actually walk in on my very attractive and well mannered girlfriend literally having graphic sex with my mother I grab my gun and walk into the next room and furiously shoot them both several times in the chest.
several minutes later I drop to the ground and try to cope with what I had just done.
Call the police
I black out
Next thing I remember is jail and then prison for the murder of my fiancee and the attempted murder of my mother who is now on life support for the rest of her life due to a completely severed spine
Break down crying like a toddler who just fucking broke his arm
To be honest, these last 20 years feel like a dream and are all blank to me. I am just glad I don't live in America where I would probably have never been able to become a member of society again. I feel dead inside. And to be honest, I don't fucking care.