Thread by @tacosandtea, OK everyone. I'm ready to tell you the story about the sociopath [...]

OK everyone. I'm ready to tell you the story about the sociopath I dated who lied to be about being separated from his wife. He was indeed from Dodger Twitter.

His name is Scott, and he went by the usernames rscobos12/Dodgers49er12.

It began in June 2019. He slid into my DM's and by July, asked me out on a date. I said, "Sure, why not?" I wasn't looking for anything serious; at the time, I had feelings for someone back to Japan. But I thought -- no harm in having fun now, right?

So Scott and I were to go on our first date at a bar in Hollywood. He allegedly lived in the OC, and I live in Oxnard, so LA proper was right in the middle.

Before our date, however, I looked him up. As everyone should prior to their dates! And what I found, was... troubling.

Per my Google search of Scott, he was married. First thing that pops up is his wedding website, followed by his registry. Not only that, but they were married in March 2019! So I confront him about this immediately. He get flustered, tells me it was smart to look him up...

...but that he and his wife had problems following their marriage, so now they were legally separated. Those were the words he used: LEGALLY SEPARATED.

So, since they broke up soon after the wedding, he was living with his mother.

And I believed all this.

Of course it should've been a red flag, but... well, again, I wasn't looking for anything serious. So I told him that as long as everything was kosher, I was fine with proceeding with our first date.

Yes, we hit it off. And the WeHo bar date lead to a 2nd date at the Perch DTLA.

On our third date, we went to Dodger Stadium. Then another game. Then a Labor Day weekend getaway in Palm Springs, followed my other dates and meetings all the way until November when things ended.

But it wasn't always perfect. I should've recognized the red flags and acted...

The first big thing happened in September.

As you all may know and participate in, 76 Oil has Dodger pin giveaways. I usually exclusively buy all my gas from 76 at this time, and use the vouchers for myself and my friends.

So one day I get a voucher, and decide to get a pin for my "boyfriend," Scott.

I text him and ask him for his address.
In respone, I get a very leery Scott, questioning me why I need his address; "Are you going to visit me?" "Are you sending a bomb to my house?"

All in all, he doesn't answer the question. He is essentially fighting me on it, until I finally say, "Bro, I am sending you a Dodgers pin. It expires tomorrow, so I have to order it for you tonight."

Finally he relents and gives me his address.

So keep that prior tweet in mind.

Things ended in November. He was never comfortable when I asked about his wife, but finally we had to have the conversation because he told me his wife wanted to "try again." So in October, he asked me what I thought he should do.

I told him I was all for it! As much as I had grown to like Scott, I was also a believer in counseling and returning to his commitment with this woman. But he kept asking me, "Are you sure?" And I was so upset that he was asking for my permission to proceed with divorce.

Apparently me "siding" with his wife was not what he wanted to hear. After that, he was always temperamental about things. Offended by everything: my innocent crush on Corey Seager, my fraternizing with my male coworkers, as well as male friends who are gay.

I remember once lashing out at him for his jealousy, saying, "You're the one who's married, why are you so concerned about who I am hanging out with when I'm not with you?"

It was all just a mess, and it was like this up until we finally broke up in November,

I remember, before our last fight that ended things and resulted me in blocking him, I asked him: "When you and your wife start counseling, will you tell her about me?"

And his answer scared me.

"No, she will not know about you."

I thought... I thought everything we were doing was kosher? If they were seeing other people, why wouldn't she know about me?? Perhaps I should've taken more care when this was said to me in November, but I was upset by the time wasted with Scott that I quickly moved on.

In December, despite me having blocked Scott's phone number, he sent me a series of text messages about how he still loved me. Unfortunately an iCloud can block messages on your phone, but not prevent them from incoming on your MacBook if you don't specifically block the person

on that device.

Oh well. I ignored those too.

Now we're in quarantine, though. And suddenly I had more time to myself, meaning I was more alone with my thoughts. At this point, I knew Scott had changed his username on Twitter. My theory?

So that the new girls he was flirting with couldn't Google him the way I had. I remember being alerted to this by a close friend, and being annoyed that I told this guy to try again with his wife, but already he was back on Twitter, sending selfies to other women.

And I thought again about some of the suspicious things he said. The weird convo about his address, as well as the thing about his wife not knowing about me.

Suddenly I thought, "What if none of it was kosher?"

My first thought was to reverse search the address.

So I find the address he sent me, and Google search it to see who lives there. And lo and behold, it wasn't his mother's house -- it was his wife's.

Immediately, I want to have a conversation with her. I knew her name, I knew what she looked like, I knew she had social media.

So I use my Facebook to search her up to have this conversation. I can't find her profile.

So I assume she deleted it. I thought to try Instagram, because I knew she also had an IG profile. Again -- I can't find her profile.

But I knew they had existed -- why can't I find them?

I ask my little sister to search her up, and immediately she finds them -- meaning, Scott's wife had me BLOCKED.

So if she wasn't to ever know who I was, how would she have been able to block me?

Using my sister, I write Scott's wife a message.

I tell her everything; from the inception of my relationship with Scott, to the end of it, to why I am speaking up now. I also mention the strangeness of being blocked by her -- so I ask, "Do you know who I am? Did he tell you about me? if not, who blocked me on your accounts?"

Immediately, my sister receieves a message back from her. She asks me to call her. She supplies me with her number. I call it.

She is in tears, angry, sad. Not at me, she says, but can't believe any of what I am saying.

I ask what I don't want to know the answer to:

"Were you two ever separated? Were you always living together?"

She says, "Yes, there's never been a time where we've separated."

I am DEVASTATED. And disgusted, and humiliated. But mostly angry.

She and I start sharing details, and unraveling his mess.

One of the weird things she mentions is how he was always taking selfies with HER dog, and posting them. Once when she caught him, she asked him who he was sending those selfies to -- and he immediately got defensive and accused her of being paranoid and crazy.

I also asked about the blocking. I asked her if she was the one who blocked me from her social media accounts, to which she sounded the most frustrated about.

"I don't know how or when, but he must've taken my phone when I wasn't looking to block you."

He was always trying to cover up his tracks. Bringing his mother into things, always telling me he had to "take her to see the Lion King" or to dinner. Only to find out, it was really his wife he took to see the Lion King, or dinner.

I was just, horrified, and so anxious.

Scott's wife, bless her, told me she immediately kicked him out when she got the message from me/my sister. We were texting all day, as I sent her photos of me and him, as well as the explicit photos he would send to me. Yeah, that was tough. As well as screenshots of our texts.

She also asked for screenshots of Scott's new Twitter. I had some, supplied to me by friends (because Scott has blocked me on Twitter). Ironically, Scott had deleted his Twitter within the same hour his wife kicked him out.

When he came back later that night, she sent me a message saying, "He is denying he ever flirted with other women on Twitter. But if that were true, why would he delete his Twitter? LOL."

I was happy she found the stupidity in his ways, but I also felt so much toward her.

Here she and I were, two women taken advantage of by a sociopath, a compulsive liar. And we trusted him. She trusted him when he told her he needed to "work" in Palm Springs on Labor Day Weekend. I believed him when he was treating his mother to lunches and dinners and movies.

I was always apologizing profusely to Scott's wife. And for some reason, she kept apologizing to me. And I wonder if it's because, she, too, realized how sick it was to have been made his mistress, without me even knowing it.

She also told me that Scott assured her he and I only slept together "twice." And I laughed and said, "We spent the night together at least 6-7 times. And the number of times we had sex within those days... varies." Again, being caught, he still tried to lie.

I think the straw that broke the camels back was the text message he sent me in December about "still being in love" with me. I hated sending it to her, but she asked, and I thought she deserved to know. So I did, and I think she was grateful, albeit heartbroken.

But friends, I am STILL so angry. This all took place last week and I am still angry. He's run from our "community" but I highly doubt it's from guilt. I just worry about his reemergence, and maybe welcome back into our group -- despite how divisive it can be.

I also wanted to express my frustration, and sort of... let this be used as a cautionary tale. I wish I could have gone back and told myself not to do what I did. I knew he was married, but I was naiive and believed everything he said.

Anyway, I guess I'll just end this by saying Scott -- who, again you all may know as rscobos / Dodgers49er12, might as well be Ted Bundy. Who knows who else he may have been seeing in addition to myself and his wife? What absolute garbage.

Sadly, at this time, despite bringing "justice" to his wife and myself, I also feel like garbage. I am working on it, but I feel... pretty damaged by the events of the last two weeks. So if I seem more cynical than usual, please give me some time. thanks. :)

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