Dating Chronicles - Roid Rager
**Submitted by "L"
In her words:
I dated a meat head, who was completely into the gym - sports cars and working out - was his whole life. And checking out his image in any mirror he passed by - totally and utterly stuck on himself. And I agreed to go out with him.
I'm also convinced he was doing steroids. Once night he went into a complete roid rage, grabbed me by the neck and choked me out. When I came too, he forbid me from leaving his apartment.
I was too terrified to move, and just sat there, afraid to so much as breathe heavy. He eventually clamed down and I fled. Never returning.
The upside to this dating nightmare, was shortly after that episode I met my now husband, and immediately knew he was the one. We celebrated our 24th anniversary earlier this year.
As a follow up to the Roid Rager - he actually showed up at my dad's funeral. Yes. My dad's funeral. When he paid his respects to my family, he had the audacity to tell me I was the best thing that had ever happened to him. I thought my husband was going to cause the funeral home to schedule another service.
We live in a small town, and I flee any time I see him.