Ralph King is an emotional, financial and mental drain (I should know, I was engaged to that waste of space.). He has spent his whole life on SSI and has not worked a day in his ife, (0h yeah, except for when he worked for his friend's father, but all he did in that job was stand around and whine that he wasn't getting paid enough).
Ralph is also abusive and will slap, insult, and belittle you (as well as telling you to shut up) if you don't give him what he wants, and that includes money, which he will constantly ask for and even claim that you promised to him, even though you said nothing about giving him one thin dime.
He will also try and tell you how to spend your money (usually advising you to spend it on something for him) and lie to you when trying to get you to co-sign on things such as cell phones, telling you that if you co-sign and he doesn't pay, you won't be charged.
He is also obsessed with his 400 lb ex wife and the Dachshunds they owned together, and will bore you with endless stories about them as he basically tells you how pretty and wonderful his ex-wife was and how happy they were together, and how you and the current relationship are inferior to her.
And, he does not like womyn who are smarter than he is, and will encourage you to drop out of college, work all day, let him sit on his fat a*s, and then come home and cook and clean for him. But I'm smarter than that as I did not drop out and do not plan to.
Also, his abuse does not just extend to slapping and insulting, as one time he grabbed me by my jacket, twisted the sleeve around my arm and yanked me down the hill of his driveway so hard that I was hobbling and screaming in terror, "Ouch! you're hurting me! Please stop!", which he ignored and kept on dragging me down the driveway and when he got to the bottom, he pushed me and told me to "MOVE!" like I was a dog and he was my master.
When I told him I wasn't his dog and I was standing there until he got his brain back, he grabbed me again, twisted the jacket's sleeve around my arm again and dragged me down the street.
Well, needless to say, I told him I was leaving him and did just that. Well, he came over to my friend's (who is dying of AIDS and doesn't need that kind of trauma) house where I was visting and beat on the door until my friend answered and then he yelled "WHERE'S SARAH???? I'M DUMPING HER!!" right in my friend's face. (Never mind that I had dumped him first.) Without a word, my friend got me, I gave Ralph his (cheap-a*s $80) ring back and Ralph left, saying, "Don't ever come crawling back again!" (Well, he needn't worry, I won't)
Anyway, he actually had the nerve to show up at my house, demanding his shampoo back and telling me that I'd better not go upstairs in my apartment building because he had people waiting to beat me up on the 8th floor.
I thanked him politely, had him go get the shampoo and bid him goodbye. I thought that was the last of him, but no.
He came over four times after that, and the last two times I called the police. Since then, I have heard nothing from him nor seen him and I hope I never do.
And before ou ask why I got involved with such a cretin, he did not act like this at first and that is his game, acting sweet and kind until he has his hooks in you, and nI am not morbidly obese, but I was lonely...never again will I fall for something like his little scheme again.
And here is a description of Ralph, so that all you womyn out there can know what you're dealing with. He is 5'8, short black hair, brown eyes, a West Virginia drawl, dresses like a slob, stares vacantly at everything and always calls his exes "dingbat" and thinks womyn are supposed to be stupid cooking-and-cleaning . So if you meet this man, run....don't walk away from him.
Thanks and stay safe!
Molly
Elyria, Ohio
U.S.A.