The male singer

When I became famous, there were all kinds of weirdos. The studio decided that I should be in a relationship with a guy so that people would be more respectful or whatever. The only problem was that HE was actually really bad. I lived with him for about two years and I'm so glad I got out. I can't say he didn't have any redeeming qualities. I mean, he's talented and smart, but that doesn't mean he's not also greedy and manipulative.

So, I met this guy right after another bad experience with a producer, and he seemed really nice. He was about the same age as me, really cute, and smart. We started to hang out all the time since we were in the same groups, and I would text him pretty much every day. He would get all worried if I didn't text him for a few hours, and he said that he was worried that something bad would happen to me because he already knew about the incident with the producer. I guess at that point, a couple of my friends were noticing the red flags, but they couldn't say anything.

Connie asks me what my friends think about him.

I tell them that my old friends were always polite, and I didn't really notice that the studio and the new guy were slowly pulling me away from them. I moved in with him after only 9 months, and I never really saw those friends again. Once I was in his house, things started to go wrong. Of course, I was still working and trying to do some classes on the side, and he was in school. He wanted me to do most of the cleaning and keep him happy at home. At first, he was pretty cute and I was so caught up in the hormones that I didn't mind. But after a few months, I was so busy and he was just getting meaner. Whenever I was on my phone he would complain, and I couldn't do anything except work and spend time with him.

He would use me sexually too. Anytime he woke up earlier than me he would just shove himself inside me. I was so tired of my life that I didn't do anything about it. Finally, he got interested in someone else and I had another change in my career. I took that chance to get away from him, but it still bothers me. Sure I had to suck some dicks to get my new gig, but it's better than sucking his every night and getting pounded all the time.

"How does this affect you now? Do you want ****, or something to change about your approach to the situation?" Connie says.