Just when I thought I’ve seen it all, I’ve actually seen it ALL. While I have had my fair share of weirdos and interesting dating experiences: from being catfished, to someone not speaking any English, to someone getting blacked out drunk on our first date, to everything in between.
This last one however, might just take the cake, or shrimp cocktail if you will… (pun intended).
Dear 36-year-old Penis Flasher,
As angry as I want to be with you. I am not. I see everything for what it is now. I know who I am and I know my heart. I came to you with kindness and with pure intentions. And at the end, I sincerely wanted to help you.
I tried to sweep your massive red flag 🚩 under the rug when you showed up at my house after our second date and exposed your genitals to me unsolicited in my driveway. I think I felt bad for you, like maybe you were just really insecure. I guess it took the following date at my house where you proceeded to flash your genitals again in my kitchen, that I realized you have a serious problem. I don’t say this to shame you as I am no stranger to witnessing addiction. I recognize compulsive sexual behavior/Sex & P*rn addiction is a real issue. While I am no expert, I would highly suggest support groups, therapy, and possible medication to treat any underlying mental health issues.
I attempted to reach out to you twice after you ran, hid, and abruptly blocked me. Even though you had the audacity to abuse law enforcement and attempt to gaslight, manipulate, and flip the script by reporting me for ‘teleharrassment’, I am still choosing to not press any charges. By calling you, I am assuming you were worried I’d blow your cover with the other girl(s). When the police called me, I did report your actions so it is on record. I also made Hinge aware–purely to protect other innocent women from being victimized.
You and the disturbed 25-year-old Russian escort ‘friend’ have been in my prayers. It’s all very sad. I really do forgive you and I sincerely hope you get the help you need.
Something Real,
Kyla