Women Are Sharing Their Experiences With Self-Proclaimed "Nice Guys" Whose Behavior Turned Scary When They Didn't Get Their Way

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We recently covered this Reddit thread where women spoke up about their horrible and often frightening experiences with self-proclaimed "nice guys." Women from the BuzzFeed Community then chimed in with their own deeply disturbing and infuriating "nice guy" encounters. Here's what they shared:
1."I had a friend from work, and we would hang out and often book overtime together. I genuinely thought he was a friend until he asked me out. I politely declined, and he seemed to accept it, and we continued to hang out. One night while gaming at his, he borrowed my phone to order takeout as his phone had a low battery. Later, when I looked at my phone, I realized he'd gone into my private folder and sent dozens of my more 'intimate' photos to himself. He then tried to convince me I'd been hacked and then sent me a dick pic to try and show that he'd been hacked too. He finally admitted what he'd done. It made me physically sick. We are no longer friends."
2."A coworker I was friends with started jokingly asking me out constantly in front of other coworkers and tried to make the date a prize for a bet. I wasn't interested, so I told him so. He made a huge deal about it. The next day, I started getting creepy calls from strange men on my cellphone. He had posted numerous Craigslist ads with my phone number, saying I was giving out free massages for 'practice' and that I would 'provide the candles and wine.' I told everyone at work that someone had posted my info and put me in danger, and I never spoke to him again."
—Anonymous
3."I was talking to a guy I met on an app. He'd been very sweet, but a little odd, in all our conversations. Our first date was planned, and he wanted to do a video call before. I'm so glad we did because the vibes were way off. I tried to be mostly honest and told him I didn't think we were compatible. He never responded to my message and removed me from Snapchat. Not 12 hours later, he messaged me on Instagram saying I ghosted him (I actually did the opposite), passive-aggressively thanked me for not wasting his time, and told me to 'have a nice life 👍.' Five hours after that (with no response from me), he messaged again saying, 'Don't think this gives you value,' 'You can go fuck yourself for rejecting me,' and 'People like you are why dating is so hard.' I kept all the screenshots because I thought his little tantrum was hilarious, but I dodged a major bullet."
—Anonymous
4."I went on a date with a 'nice guy' from Tinder. He said he was looking for the same thing I was (biggest lie in the book). We got lunch, and I wanted to get to know him as one does on a date. He just shut me down. Then we went and sat in a park and talked for a little, and that was it. Not a great date. But, I got home and later got a text asking if I wanted to sleep with him and his friend (another guy). When I said no because I wasn't that kind of person and didn't think this was going to go anywhere, I was called a prude, and a bunch of other lovely things were said to me. Not to mention, he still tries to contact me occasionally to this day."
—Anonymous
5."I hooked up with this guy in college after a fun night out, and we started texting. I added him on Facebook a few days later. He texted me, thanking me for the friend request. This was 2010, so I grabbed my computer to check out his profile. Two things stood out: the 'in a relationship' relationship status (with the girlfriend tagged, whose public profile pic included him in the picture, his did not) and his bio, which said, 'People say I'm a nice guy.'"
—Anonymous
6."I used to say hi in passing to a guy in my dorm. He seemed nice enough and seemed to get along with others in our dorm. I also had a serious boyfriend. My college was in a small town in the countryside. I had realized my room wasn't how I left it more than a few times and complained to security, but it was little things, and they blew me off. Maybe I misremembered? One day, I discovered he had finagled a key to my room. He was taking people in there, lying on my bed, and moving my things. He told them he was my sidepiece. The boys who told me believed him and laughed at me, calling me names. Again, I had no proof, so security wouldn't act. I was moved to a different room. Then I got a sublet for the summer. He told folks he knew where I lived and which room in the house was mine. He also described the broken window latch and how someone could climb onto the porch roof and access my room. It was true."
"I put a dresser in front of the window. He got a job as a delivery driver where I worked at the local pizzeria. He took every opportunity to stir up trouble, snapping his fingers at me and calling me names. He told the owner I was slacking and rude to customers. I had been there well before him and reminded the owner of my reputation. Then I changed jobs. He began showing up and causing trouble there, telling my new manager I was misbehaving. Luckily, my manager trusted his own instincts. He said he would handle it, then told me. I filled him in. I finally spoke to a cop I knew from my job. She told another cop, a well-known hardass who had a 'talk' with my stalker. My tormentor backed off."
—Anonymous
7."Waaaaay back in the day when E-Harmony had just debuted online, no apps or anything like it, I started chatting with a guy via either email or through the site (can't remember which). We seemed to click and set up a date at a local restaurant. It was a pleasant date, but I didn't feel any spark or anything like that. We said goodnight, and I thanked him for the dinner. He didn't attempt to kiss me or anything. I messaged him the following day to thank him again and let him know that I wasn't really feeling it. I was polite and said something to the effect of wishing him well, and I hoped he would find someone. His response, and I remember it word for word because it was so shocking, was 'Fuck you. I knew you never loved me anyway.'"
"I had never experienced anything like it. It was before 'nice guys' were a thing people talked about, and MySpace was still the go-to social media outlet. It scared me so much that I canceled my account. I was so glad we decided to meet at the restaurant rather than him coming to pick me up, so he didn't know where I lived."
—daisydee
8."My brother is, sadly, one of these 'nice guys'. He has spent well over $300 on a girl before for Christmas presents for her and her daughter, after the woman lost her job as a bartender. He will tip the bartenders really high and will generally act like a creep because he is one. And then he bemoans that he's still alone and can't win at love. Never mind that he doesn't bathe, looks like something dragged beneath a semi for 10 miles, and smells like he's been dipped in a vat of Axe and skunk spray. In his mind, he has money to burn, and if he's willing to spend on the ladies, they should be willing to put out for him."
—riverbutwhichone
9."I was hanging out with my brother's friend because we were both going through it, and each needed a friend. I've known this guy since I was 3 and he was 12. We're both sharers, and we eventually started sharing about sexual trauma. His response? 'We should have sex.' I am still so thrown because I always thought we had a sibling relationship."
—mlz5051
10."A guy I met through a childhood friend mistook my politeness for interest. He was 10 years my senior, and I had zero interest in anything other than friendship. One day, he asked if I could come to his new place to help him unpack. He said a bunch of mutual friends would be there as well. When I arrived, no one else was there, and he was already unpacked. He guilted me into staying to watch a movie, and then tried to grab me inappropriately. I panicked and lied that I was gay (I'm bi, so not entirely untrue) so he'd let me leave. When I began dating my current boyfriend, he texted me and called me a misleading slut, then told me I'd have to 'regain his trust' if we were ever to be friends again. I blocked him immediately."
—Anonymous
11."I used to work in a very customer-centric department of a grocery store, so my 'customer service' personality was always on. A coworker decided he liked me and asked me out. Foolishly, I agreed. Once he realized my customer service personality wasn't who I really was, he started making demands: dress more feminine, go to the gym with him, eat salads more often, stop getting piercings and tattoos, stop wearing certain colors, stop listening to the music I liked and watching my favorite type of shows and movies, stop talking to other guys (including my brothers and cousins for some reason???) and generally misguided batshit nonsense. He basically had this fantasy of who I was, and when I didn't match that fantasy, he tried to mold me into it."
"Yeah, no dude. I'm not some flowery glittery girly girl. I like pasta, scary movies, jeans, band tees with sneakers, and rock concerts. I'm also not cutting off my family for some mediocre sex with a stunted manchild who still had his mommy do his laundry at 30 years old."
—superwittyusername
12."In college, I noticed the quiet guy had a Star Wars journal, and I complimented him on it. I made friendly small talk with him throughout the semester and invited him to group hangouts (we were in the music program). One night, he did a favor and helped feed my cats while my boyfriend and I went to a show. When we returned home, he left a handwritten card, 'I love you' poetry, a Blu-ray of Moana, and the new Zelda game for my boyfriend. It was an odd gesture. When I saw him the following day to say thank you and politely hand back the gifts, he had this level of anger I'd never seen before. He called me a slut and vented that all pretty girls think they can treat others like shit. He also told me I wasted his time. Okay??"
—Anonymous
13."I was in my late 20s, and he was my coworker in his late 60s. I saw him as a grandfatherly figure, gave him hugs, and practiced my Spanish with him. He'd bring me lunch sometimes and always found me at shift start to ask about my life and my family. Just kindness, right? Then he asked for my number one night, saying he wanted to practice his English outside of work. I agreed, so he'd text me in English, and I'd text him back in Spanish or English. After a month, he grabbed me from behind, provocatively scooping my waist. I addressed it and said it was uncomfortable, and I don't like being touched. His response was to ask whether I had a boyfriend or husband. I said I did not, so he told me we would be together because I was single. I told him no, I chose to be single and tried distancing myself."
"He began stalking me via text and showing up at work when he wasn't on schedule, but I was. I ended up going to corporate for harassment; he wasn't fired, but was warned that continued behavior would mean he would be. I blocked his number and no longer speak to him, but he still tries his luck every few weeks, although I am now engaged and he won't try when my fiancé is at work with us."
—Anonymous
14."We were in the same friend group in high school, but never dated. After he graduated two years before me, he would occasionally show up at my house because he was 'in the neighborhood.' He had always been nice to me, but had never made a move or suggested anything like that. When I graduated from high school, he showed up at my house with an engagement ring and asked me to marry him. I was completely shocked, considering we had never had any kind of romantic interaction. He was mad when I turned him down and told me that he had loved me for years, and we were meant to be together."
"After that, he would leave song lyrics on my doorstep with flowers and kept reiterating how no one would ever love me as much as he did. He would also occasionally park down the street from my work and house. When I started seeing someone seriously, he found the guy's phone number and started calling me there. That was when the police finally took me seriously and issued a restraining order. I never saw him again after that, but he did call my parents about 10 years later, asking how I was."
—Anonymous
15."Not me, but my friend at uni. She started hanging out with this guy from one of our courses. He seemed like a 'nice' guy. It all was fine until he wanted to get serious, and she didn't. She made it clear to him from the beginning that she didn't want a boyfriend (they didn't even sleep together, they were pretty much just friends), but he already caught feelings and wanted more. So, she cut it off rather than leading him on further. Well, Mr. Nice Guy turned into something else. He would stalk her, blow up her phone with threats, and sit outside her house any chance he got (sometimes he would have a friend with him)."
"He wrote a letter addressed to her parents and put it in their letterbox. In the letter, he told her parents all about her sex life. She is polyamorous and was very active on Tinder (especially with older men), so he slut-shamed and exposed her to her conservative Christian parents. They were furious and refused to show her the letter he wrote. One day before a class, he decided to rant to me (knowing I'm her friend) about how awful she was, how he could get any girl he wanted, and how he had two girls in his bed over the weekend (clearly a reference to her being poly). He then went into him having BPD and being on meds. Mind you, this was the first time I had ever spoken with him. Not his fault that he has BPD, but the stalking and harassment made her feel very unsafe. I was even scared."
—Anonymous
16."Unfortunately, I ended up marrying 'the nice guy.' He didn't show his true colors until after the wedding. He was the 'self-martyr' who always helped others, volunteered in the community, talked about all his good deeds, etc. I now know this term is called a communal narcissist. Everyone else saw him as this amazing, empathetic, caring person, but he unleashed his abuse on me soon after we got married, and I soon learned it was all a facade. He only 'helped others' to boost his own fragile ego. Thank god I got out of there!!!"
—Anonymous
17."I dated a self-proclaimed older 'nice guy' in his 30s. He had this sad past, which he would tell women to lure them in, and it worked on me. When we are naive, we want to rescue men with our love. He was sweet at first, but slowly he started calling me names and throwing things at me. Then things escalated with controlling and manipulating behaviors. He had me so off balance. He was trying to destroy my confidence and make me dependent on him. Eventually, he became violent, and after a terrible evening out (he started a fight at a restaurant, and the police were called), he came to my house angry because I didn't lie for him to the police. He punched out my windshield, kicked in my door, and stole my phone so he could call my mom and 'tell her what a whore I was.' Then it got physical, and I had to beg for him to leave. But before he left, he screamed at me, 'I fucked so many girls when I was with you that I hope I gave you HIV.'"
"He was the most cruel person I had ever met. I didn't know people could be that awful. Maybe a month later (after trying desperately to recover), I was out at a bar, and he showed up while I was hanging out with mutual friends. He came over to hit on a girl next to me, and I overheard him say, 'A nice guy like me would never have a chance with you.' It was actually laughable, but it was his game. Women fell for it over and over again. I wish I had told people how awful he was, but I didn't want to poke the bear. I just wanted to be free of him. I didn't want him to come back for me because there was no telling how far he would go.
I ran into him a few times at jobs in our industry, and he would smile and try to charm me, but I knew all too well the person he was. I had to act like I wasn't scared. Then I moved away, and years later, I returned for a wedding reception. He was there, and he approached and asked to hug me. I was polite. He then emailed me afterward and asked me to go get coffee with him (he had a serious girlfriend at the time). Are you kidding? I don't understand the ego of these 'nice guys' who believe we would ever return to them. He liked to have as many women as he could, and thought he could add me to the lineup again. He is still single now and leaving a wake of destruction for women along the way. Beware of guys who tell you they are nice guys; a real nice guy will just show you."
—Anonymous
18."I was a senior supervisor in a role some years ago, and one of the junior supervisors and I sometimes had part of our rail commute together. I gave NO indication of wanting anything other than a working relationship, but I had countless DMs from him wanting more. I confided in my male boss; he couldn't have been more supportive. The supervisor was ultimately dismissed for gross misconduct due to the continued sexual harassment. Then he aired it all over Facebook, so that was nice."
—lizzieee6969
19.And: "I wasn't the girl he was attempting to hit on, but he tried to use me to be a creep/'nice guy' to get to my deaf female coworker. I worked as a grocery store cashier to raise some money during the summer before returning to college. I didn't know ASL, but I often wrote to communicate with this coworker in a small notebook. Due to that, management often paired us up to work certain sub-departments of cashiering (like the hot bar), since they were in various areas of the store where other cashiers often weren't. She was slightly younger than I, but we got along well. So, this guy, in his late-40s or early-50s, comes up and tries to say hi to my coworker and attempt a compliment, but she didn't hear him. I politely pointed out that she was deaf, so I could write what he wanted to say."
"It started with basic, simple compliments, but then he got into creep/'nice guy' mode. At that point, I refused to write what he said and pointed out that I could call the cops over some of it, since part involved some pretty messed-up stuff, and there was a big age gap. Plus, we were close enough that the coffee shop section could probably hear everything, so we had eyewitnesses, if needed. That got him to leave quickly. I wrote to my coworker that she honestly didn't want to know the latter part of what he had said. She nodded about that since I'm sure she understood why I meant that, even though she didn't hear all the details. Luckily, I didn't see him again while I worked there."
—Anonymous
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