I met my fiancé while he was working in my home town- he's an independent contractor for a cable company- when we met he was working three states away from his home town... He told me quite a bit about his friends back in his home state - one friend in particular... The guy was his "best buddy" (call him Matt)  - whom  he swore never to speak to again. This buddy robbed his house on more than one occasion, screwed around on his wife (who was then a friend of my finance), cleaned out a college fund that my fiancé had set up for his niece. Two years after we met my fiancé and I moved to his home town.... we were driving separate vehicles- my fiancé arrived home two days before me.... called me to tell me that his house was robbed AGAIN - everything - furniture, books, bed, dishes, tools..... everything was gone. Fiance tells me that he is calling the cops and will call me back in a couple of hours. Two hours later I received a call - he has an idea who might have robbed his house, and he and a friend are driving around looking for this guy..... The friend he's driving around with ?- - Matt.  I arrive at his house two days later - wake up to realize that my car is gone. Fiance had driven to Matt's house while I was sleeping - left my car at Matt's house (can't remember why) - I was in no mood to socialize  - I was exhausted after a 18 hour drive...however, I needed to recover my vehicle.... I remember the logistics of the situation didn't quite make sense - why leave my car at Matt's house? At any rate, Matt and fiancé arrive in Matt's truck to drive me back to Matt's house so I could recover my car. I was extremely uncomfortable, was having severe menstrual cramps, overwhelmed with anxiety I began suffering a panic attack. ( I suffer from an anxiety disorder). Matt and fiancé want to go to lunch - I go along.... finally recover my vehicle and drive back to our house. Two days later fiancé tells me that Matt suspects that I have a drug problem - and is "extremely concerned".... I spent a year with fiancé - living at his house - I only had one request. That  Matt not show up without calling first... A year. I finally left my fiancé - I felt I was treated as a second class citizen in my own house... that one small request - that Matt call first - was too much to ask.... I do believe that my fiancé did ask him a number of times to call - but for some reason was unwilling or unable to stand up to Matt. The very bad feeling.... something was VERY wrong with this situation. My fiancé lost me as a result of Matt's invasion of my privacy.... when I ask why he continued to allow Matt to run over me - he told me "it's too complicated." "I don't understand."  This may or may not be relevant - my fiancé is 15 years older than Matt... my fiancé also served 15 years in prison.  Any insight? I would appreciate any advice - as I'm considering getting back with my fiance  - and am still very much in love with him. 

Last edited by merricat (February 19, 2017 11:13 am)