So I had quite a traumatic experience last year. I matched on Tinder with a Polish woman who visted for the weekend (I live in Sweden). However, we didn't actually start talking until after she went back home. Go figure.
But we still talked for days on end and it felt like something was there so eventually, we set up a date. I was to fly to Poland and she rented an apartment for the weekend. Yeah, one of the scariest thing I've ever done but I just thought, what the heck. I'm normally a coward and don't really take risks like this and this was an opportunity to do just that.
So I flew down there and we had a somewhat nice weekend. I say "somewhat" because I didn't really feel that same connection when we actually met. However, she did, so when the weekend was over, I had the painful job of telling her I didn't want to see her again, when she was still very much interested. I hate hurting people like that, but yeah...sometimes you have to.
This could have ended there but it didn't...she contacted me a little while later to tell me she was pregnant. And the nightmare begun. Before I continue, I should probably say that I don't ever want kids with anyone and my previous partners has all been on the same page as me concerning that. So this was a nightmare on multiple levels.
And here's the thing - abortion is forbidden by law in Poland. So we came to the conclusion that she was gonna travel to Sweden and perform the operation here. Not an unusual arrangement per se - since the laws are what they are, lots of women travel to neighboor countries to do this procedure. But what made this even more painful was how she started acting more or less like a psychopath. She could be sweet and calm one second, and absolutely mad the very next, telling me that she was gonna have the child and force me to pay alimony. She said some horrible things to me those weeks...and I was depressed and felt like a horrible person.
In the end, she actually travelled here and stayed with me for a few days. That was the hardest part of it all, because she said and did some even more horrible things...she freaked out multiple times and destroyed glasses and plates and one time, she tried to force herself on me, threatening to not go through with the procedure if didn't do what she said.
It was hell...but she actually went through with it in the end. I went with her to the airport and a few days later, I blocked her from every possible social media I could think of. And since then, I've been trying to heal and get back on my feet. It's been tough - I've been told for months on end I'm a horrible human being and that I don't deserve anything good in my life. But with the help of my friends, I'm slowly getting back on my feet again. And I think I want to start dating again. Even though sex could potentially freak me out.
But I'll cross that bridge when I get there.