Hi, a while ago I posted on here just before I planned to visit my boyfriend in Tunisia. Now I'm back thank bloody god. I must have some sort of sign about my person or could I be a loser magnet. I gave up my job to go stay with him, ok job was not what I hoped so might have given it up anyway. He assured me " No worries baby, I'll find a place for us" he did sure enough but I ended up covering most of the rent, an arrangement he'd made before my arrival unbeknown to me. Fair enough I really liked him and was ok with that. Everything was just great, then his job finished so it seemed I was forking out for more, did'nt mind too much as I was liking being with him. Then he started getting all bossy always asking where I was if I went to the shop or did anything without him in tow. WTF..give me space!!! Once I said hi to one of his mates and it caused an almighty row. One night in a club I got pushed by some woman who then slapped him across the face, turns out it was someone he went out with. I was a bit shocked as she was a lot older than him, I went to the ladies and her friend came after me and told me she'd been sending him money for months, she'd been told he was with someone else but a someone else other than me. So it seemed he had three women paying out for him. How could I have got him so wrong? We had so much in common and had such fun together and all the time it was all a lie. When I asked why??? he seemed to think he had done nothing wrong, The other women meant nothing to him cos it was me he wanted and me he loved, they were making it seem bad because they were jealous!!! So I left took my stuff got a taxi to Tunis and hung around till I could find a flight back, I would like to say home. but have'nt got one now. I just feel so bloody stupid as to fall for his charms. I thought it would mean a fresh start and the hopes of a new life for me, but it's all just turned to shit, pretty much like my whole life to date. I just wonder what's the point?