I was dating a guy who intentionally tried to get me pregnant without my consent. We were already using protection, and he knew I was ovulating. In the middle of everything, he took the condom off without telling me, forced himself back inside me, and finished while I was crying and pushing against his chest. I kept saying no and he just didn’t care. It was one of the most violating moments of my life.

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Then, the moment he was done, he disappeared. Completely ghosted me. No check-in, no conversation, nothing. That alone should tell anyone what kind of person he was.

I told him he got me pregnant. The truth is there was no pregnancy, but the second I said it he blocked me. Months later I contacted him again and told him I supposedly gave birth, and he hung up on me. Still no kid. Still nothing to show for his so-called “power move.” He just ran.

The strange part is how he behaves now. Every couple of months he unblocks me just to taunt me about “raising his child alone.” You’d think someone like that would want nothing to do with the situation, but he gets this weird satisfaction out of believing he left behind a kid and vanished. It almost feels like some twisted fantasy he’s proud of. I don’t plan on correcting him. If he wants to live in that delusion, that’s on him.

People love calling me crazy for lying, but I’ve been open about having borderline personality disorder and honestly this is nothing compared to what he did. What he did was a violation. It was sexual assault, and it changed the way I looked at trust, intimacy, boundaries and safety. The fact that so many people think a lie is somehow worse than what he did is genuinely terrifying.

I didn’t deserve what happened to me. But he deserves to sit with the story he created. And I’m perfectly fine letting him believe it forever.

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