Nobody's eyes are naturally that red, buddy.

Obligatory long-time lurker, first-time poster.

My xFH has been on my mind recently and after reading through some posts on this sub I realized he would fit here really well.

I met xFH on social media when I was a naive 19 year old and he was 22. He was military and I was a sucker for anything in a uniform. We were in an LDR as he was on base a few states away from me. After 9 months of being LD and his enlistment being done, he moved to my home state.

There are many moments when I should have turned tail and ran. This is just one of them.

When he moved to my home state, I decided to fly down and help him roadtrip his stuff. So I get there and the first night we get his stuff together, got dinner with his grandparents, everything waa great. A friend called asking him if he wanted to come get high and he told him no because I was in town.

Now, he has told me he has smoked weed before but he is "done with it now". Alright, cool. Thanks for prioritizing me. Then, throughout the night he keeps saying things like "Oh he keeps texting me...", "It'll just be for a little bit" and "He misses me I don't see him very much". I keep asking him not to go because hello, I flew here to help you move and I don't want to be alone in a house I don't know in a state I had never been to. He agrees, and I fall asleep.

So then I wake up. Alone. At 2am. I walk through the house, he isn't there. I call, no answer. He comes home half an hour later and I am pissed. xFH insists he didn't smoke and I didn't believe him (nobody's eyes are naturally that red buddy) but I am states away from home and don't have enough money to get home myself so I believe him and go to bed.

And that was just the beginning of the roadtrip from hell. Next time I'll tell you about the actual roadtrip!