Did I do wrong? Long read very adult/serious issue

(Begin lengthy story)

There's a young lady I talk to online, from Nova Scotia. Not giving the town in case one of the Canucks sees this; with my luck, it'd be hell to pay.

We met on Facebook; her friend had some songs on Youtube I liked, so I added him there. We've since drifted apart, but "Katie" and I started talking about five months ago. The girl was in love with me, and believe me, I'm quite sure she meant it - she was all set to come see me in school last October, but things got bad between us before that date.

It's not that I don't love or care about her, but a few months ago, I started talking to a cousin of one of my local friends; she lives in Florida, but her dad lives in the town my college is in, and "Mary" was going to come see me this December on break - again, things turn bad beforehand.

Women get jealous of each other, I'm aware of that, and I recognize that I should've laid out ground rules with Katie long beforehand; Mary came along, and I thought that maybe dating someone in-country, who was 'closer' would be easier. Never mind the fact that Kissimmee may be farther than the Canadian border - Nova Scotia's a freakin' island, isn't it?

Of course Katie is hurt, she's upset, she's not speaking to me. Somehow, Mary managed to smooth that over, and we were at least close friends. I bought Mary a birthday present - paid twenty bucks for some art pencils, she does good work, and she was ecstatic. She told me her father forgot her birthday; we talked nightly, and 'slept together,' literally, over the phone I thought she like-liked me lol.

And then, I think her ex talked her into the thought that I was 'playing the field' with both of these girls; the @ss even had the audacity to send me a message on Facebook stating how sickened and "offended" he was that I was using these women.

To close the letter, he told me to lose the tweed cap and Boswell briar pipe because I looked like a dumb@ss, and he signed the note with his name, and continues with a postscript telling me how to pronounce it, making it sound regal. Chamness is "Cham-wah" or something...yes, I thought Sham Wow

So Mary and Katie are both pissed at me. I wasn't intentionally doing any harm, it just happened. Mary's deleted me from her contacts since...convenient, and Katie and I still talk, and Katie talks to Mary, but Katie told me she can't wait forever for me, and she's got a new boyfriend...trust me, Katie and I were close and had been until the other girl. Stupid Kegan.

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Katie's always had a hard life. Her mom walked off after the birth, her dad's a lush, and she was molested/raped by her godfather for a few years when she was at least seven, if I recall...she can't listen to Johnny Cash because he always played him and she's terrified of him. I quit chewing partially because he chewed, and I know it bothered her.

She'd been into hard drugs, told me she quit about twelve or thirteen. I'm talking meth, heroin, etc.; "Canadian tobacco" is salad green compared to that business .

She'd been in an abusive relationship, and if any of you know about my psychotic outburst (check my recent posts) due to my pills; she said she'd never been more nervous in her life - it was like a flashback. I kept assuring her that I wasn't him, and I'd hurt myself before I laid a finger on her; naturally, she doesn't believe me. Scared and paranoid. Hell, it scared me, I'm getting help. I've never lost it, and all I did was get mad and slam the laptop shut, throw a massage pad as best I could across the room, and knock a microphone over because I couldn't wrap the cord and slide it back in the plastic.

Anyway, out of this abusive relationship comes this friend, "Tom" from school, and I guess he essentially restored her; found her lying at the bottom of some basement steps after the boyfriend beat her pretty badly. I don't recall if the boyfriend used a bat, or Tom did to basically keep the bastage at bay and away from Katie. They were close (this was before I knew her) dated, etc. but a few months ago, he told her out of the blue that he didn't ever want to see her again, something along those lines laced with profanities. Katie was devastated, of course. And I was there for her then.

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Let me add that Mary at this time, for all purposes is a peripheral character; we were 'friendly' but it was getting colder.

Katie and he just recently made up somewhat a few weeks; he initiated it. I think it's because he broke up with his girlfriend, you know how that goes - some guys can't be alone. Katie says it's awkward talking to him. Yeah, no chit girl. And after I finally had her convinced he was worthless.

I trust her, she's a sincere girl, and I recently sent her a large sum of money to pay some debts she owed rent-wise. She's supposed to send me a box of items; I asked for them so it wouldn't seem like I was pitying her...I wasn't, but I'm just too caring and I worry about her. I'll get the stuff when she gets the money (she's a cashier) and I believe that.

Before the money incident, one day getting a ride home from work, she was raped. Yeah. Got pregnant. She was going to keep the baby, didn't want to be like her mother and abandon it, but she miscarried. Hand to God and on my knees, maybe that was for the best, given her situation.

She lives with her brother and grandparents. Near a highway. She bought a beautiful husky-ish puppy. And she caught the swine flu...they thought it was Bell's Palsy, if I recall. Anyway, and this kills me, she let the dog out to do her thing and...the house is next to the highway. Poor thing died on the way to the vet. She couldn't run after her.

[Pauses to cry, looks over at the dogs on his bed]

She lost the baby, she lost her dog, she lost her friend, and she lost her innocence - numerous times when younger, and then that work incident. She wouldn't press charges because she told me chit was different in Canada, and they wouldn't give her a damn, or a second glance if she called in a rape, because of her past - I don't know if she was arrested as an adult (she's twenty). I finally talked her into it, but I don't remember what happened. She was also to testify against her godfather for the sexual abuse, but the @#%! had a damn good lawyer, and hers advised her it was pointless.

Lastly, in a way, she feels like she lost me, too, thanks to Mary. Mary's ignoring me, but the damage is done. Katie and I are friends, but she's got a boyfriend.

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And, like I knew would happen, I'm jealous as can be. Today's even his birthday, hahaha.

Anyway, I showed her a solar globe on this site. Click on the inscription, and read it. That's her actual name, and it fit the both of us, eerily

She got looking around and said she felt bad she didn't have the funds to buy her grandmother anything nice, after all the years of raising her and her brother. She showed me a photo frame, and commented how she'd personalize it for her.

Folks, I have money. I have a big heart, and she means the world to me (really wanted to buy that damn globe, in black). So, I told a small fib, well, partial truths, said it was for a family member who liked photography, as a birthday gift. (lie, truth, lie...wait, don't two wrongs make a right? lol). I asked her how she would place the inscription, on the top of the frame, or the bottom.

She should have caught on, and I feel a little bad, but I ordered it for her, and plan to send it as a possibly-early birthday gift.

Now, she has a boyfriend, and after my outburst, she said she's afraid to trust me...she just doesn't seem to understand that pills sometimes overreact...my muscle relaxant worked for a bit, but now I have a neck and head ache. I don't feel bad sending her a gift because I don't think (going by high school rules, here) they'll last that long...

[however, she stayed with the abuser for like, three years out of fear, and when he calls her to go to a party, she does it. Months ago, he IMed her, claiming he'd changed, begging her to go out with him. I begged her not to, told her she was a tad stupid to think he'd matured, but he 'melted her heart' online; she came back and said he'd hurt her; I got no details and Sarah refuses to go to the police...poor girl's sick of the courts. Ironically, before she went back to high school to make up some credit hours, she was going to college/uni to be a lawyer...go figure.]

Anyway, she's with this guy, but I'm sending this frame regardless.

To ask a simple question after all of that...stuff, am I doing wrong?

I plan to send her a letter explaining myself, but I just want to see that she's taken care of unlike the others have done, even if it is by buying her gifts and such...the 'I love you' scales have switched, and I don't want to think about her not being around or see her get hurt any longer; there's a video of me on Facebook, I stopped writing to record, where I bawl and apologize for not being able to be there for her physically through the years. Never mind the fact that I 'don't really know' her, because it feels like I do after all of this.

Please keep in mind that she's been hurt in almost every way possible, and she still seems as strong as steel; she has nightmares, I'm told by her about the early days, but she's a very sweet girl and generally chipper.

I'm doing this out of love and consideration, but what do you all think, religious and non-religious alike? Do you believe that the Higher Being/karma would help me for helping her?

Again, that is not my reason for this, nor am I trying to 'win her back'. I just want to know that I made her happy, even if it is for the last time in life, if she's too upset with me.

I also plan on sending her http://www.amazon.com/George-Jones-Golden-Tammy-Wynette/dp/B00005YUOC/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=music&qid=1261899001&sr=8-1>]this DVD because she loves him as much as I do, and http://www.amazon.com/Stoner-Spaz-Ron-Koertge/dp/B002XUM1TI/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1261899101&sr=8-1>]this book because it's so close to me, it's almost scary...on a related note, the author is a cinephile (loves movies/movie buff basically) and I read on the back that he lives in the house where John Carpenter's 1978 Halloween was filmed.

Sorry for the long and a little disturbing post...I just write and this stuff comes out...which is a shame, in a way, but on different planes...magical.

Mods, I assume this is an open forum, and my content counts as free speech? I'm disgusted having to write all of that to ask a question, but I felt people needed as exact a picture as I could give. Any confusion to the info, ask.

A very drained -

Kegan