Age: 27
Nickname: Alpo
Lives: Courtice, Ontario, Canada
Works: Toronto, Ontario, Canada

I met Alex Poirier in November 2009. He was immediately sweet, engaging and very forward about his interest in me. I had just got out of a relationship so for the first bit it was only talking. That was ok. He loved talking to me. Very quickly it got intense – he talked about me moving in with him, etc. I was hesitant, and that hurt him that I couldn’t go so fast, but we carried on.

In the first year or so, we were together and apart. His emotions were unstable – he’d be all over me loving, them upset about silly things (once a convo about an oil change) and he’d be gone/MIA for weeks. On one of his forays away, he had a week fling with a tattoo model he met when we were together who I had been worried about. That hurt.

We spent all of that spring and summer apart. He said he just wanted to talk, relearn how to trust me (?!). But it was nice to connect because privately I felt I needed to trust him after that. He often told me how happy he was, how permanent we were, how breaking up would be a nightmare for him.

In December 2010, through the powers of Facebook, I found out about more infidelity. The summer he needed time to trust me, he was courting his ex-girlfriend, named Kate. He and I talked every day, sometimes for hours. I don’t know how he did it. He saw her numerous times and brought her to family cottage vacation as well as a wedding (both of which he originally invited me to).

I was pretty heartbroken but we soldiered on, again found happiness and we had major plans. He even bought me an engagement ring. I asked him to wait and he was fine with that. I learned to trust him and things were perfect. At times his emotions were very unstable. I felt it was because he was insecure, but I told myself time and love with give him security and calm him down.

By June 2011, he was angry all the time, blaming me that we weren’t living together full time, married and didn’t have kids yet.

By August 2011, I asked for a break for a month. A few days into that I got a pocket dial from him. I heard him talking to a woman. I understood he was golfing that day and freaked out, calling/texting. He answered after an hour of that, yelling at me. Insulted I was worried he was with a woman, saying it was a sales clerk. He even sent me a photo of his golf mates, proving he was with them.

Two weeks later, my worst fears were confirmed. He was having an affair with a 22-year old named Chelsea Falcioni from Brampton (Heart Lake), so orange from spray on tan she looked like an oompa loompa from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. He was with her that day, it was their first date. She stayed at his house for several days (with the dog we bought together), met his family. He later went to her families cottage for a weekend.

Initially he wasn’t unhappy I found up, rather happy and we broke up. But very quickly he was back at me, apologetic, wanting to fix things and we spent two months doing that. He had a slip and saw her again one weekend he was sick but he was devastatingly apologetic and promised never to see her again. I was sometimes insecure when we weren’t together needing reassurance he wasn’t with her. He got very mad at me.

His sweet, apologetic nature turned two weeks ago. He was again angry and blamed me for his emotions, blamed me for his cheating. We finally broke up. I can’t believe I have taken all of this but I have. I believed he was worth it.

Now I see who he really is: a deeply insecure man with volatile emotions who needs the most simple of girls to feel secure. He turns to easy girls when the goings get tough or relationships have their usual growing phases.

I can never forgive him.

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This post was submitted by Rachel.