This is the story of dating the serial Central Texas hoboyfriend that I now refer to as Dirty BJ. BJ is his family nickname. And, it makes me giggle every time I say it.
Not only do I want to tell my story to others who may come into contact with him and people like him, I want to also share my story of the trials associated with breaking up with a Hoboyfriend. It’s much like a divorce. You will have to work with the Sheriff, Police, District Attorney, and get a lawyer. Not to mention, the mental abuse.
This will not necessarily go in order, as this is ongoing. I’m learning new information every day. Learning about new lies. New abuses. The deputy said I had a great attitude about this and laughed at my jokes, so hopefully I provide a little levity to you as well.
This also may not only include my story, as I’m meeting new people impacted by him every day. Had some of these people pressed charges, I would have seen the flags on his background check. A charge for a stolen kayak may have prevented $10’s of thousands lost on my part. I will not sit back and allow this to happen to someone else. I will not be complacent.
I’m going to stick to the facts, but will interject opinions and hypotheses where appropriate. However, I will call that out as opinion. It is not my intention to muddy the waters with emotions.
He poked the wrong bear.
Dirty BJ - My life with an Austin Texas “Dirty John” 