The Start

I met Bastille in a gc in July 2024. We started talking a little bit, then every day and later we began launching together. It was really fun, I enjoyed it.

He started calling me everyday, we were talking about crypto and life. With time he actually became the only and main person in my life at that time. Sometimes he said he felt embarrassed that he fell in love with a girl from the internet. Even before we met in real life he was already accusing me of things I didnt do.

He accused me of farming his coins, when someone stole 40k from him he also blamed me without checking anything. Later he found out that it was one of his close guys.

Bastille lied and hid things. But I was always the guilty one.

We kept working together.

Japan

We first met irl in Japan in October 2024.

We were staying at the hotel. Bastille became aggressive when he got drunk. He was acting weird, calling me names and then falling asleep on the floor.

Around one week later he secretly packed all his things and left the hotel. He didn't warn me or say goodbye.

I came back and saw that all his things were gone. I called and messaged him but he ignored everything. I was alone and had no idea what had happened. I thought it could happen only in movies.

Then he just came back and said that something was wrong with his head.

I was going to get a flight to Hong-Kong but he went with me.

Later in Macau he left me alone in a casino while weird gross men were harassing me. I felt unsafe but he kept gambling and I couldn't even find him.

Then few days later we said goodbye and I went back home, but it wasn't the end.

Teamwork

Most of the time Bastille gave the idea for our cooks, I did the art, design, content and videos, twitter, dex and bundle.

Sometimes after he would say that I did nothing and didn't deserve the money.

On one coin we made some money and he kept about 85% of profits. Even though I had no sleep for aprox 40 hours and was working while he was sleeping. On the coin we made the most he took abt 75% and even asked me to send him the rest. Sometimes he didn't pay me at all. So i was genuinely surprised of times when we split 50/50.

He also lied to other people about how much he made. He was showing them PNL from his main, while trading from 5 other wallets.

He lied to everyone when money was involved.

Crashouts

Bastille became very angry when I worked with other people and made money without him.

When he saw that I can cook alone too he became aggressive and told me I am nothing without him and that he made me.

When Bastille lost money on perps or slots he took his anger out on me. He shouted, threw things around and became very very aggressive. I had to hide in another room and cry.

I was honestly very scared to be near him. I didn't know what he could do. When I told him I was scared, he got offended and said that it hurt him.

7figs

Sometimes Bastille would complain about how much money he was spending while we were travelling, even though I was paying for the hotels and other things as well. But Bastille became angry when I was talking about this.

Close to the end of our relationship he even asked me to split a hotel that cost around 3k for three weeks. He is 7figs, I am not.

At the same time he lived in my apartment for around six months total. I pay 2.8k a month. He didn't split the rent and didn't clean up after himself.

He always asked me to buy plane tickets for him and tried to make me pack his suitcase. He treated me more like an assistant than a partner.

He also used my bank cards to move his own crypto. All my cards have been permanently blocked. He didn't care and never apologised.

Lies

Bastille lied about money, projects and normal everyday things which was weird to me.

He changed his stories, broke promises and said whatever helped him at that moment. He didn't come to my birthday and lied that he had a headache, launching coins all night long until 8 am. I could never know which of his promises was real.

At the same time he was hiding our relationship from everyone.

He was extremely scared of being doxxed. During VCs I wasn't allowed to speak or even cough. Even when he had phone calls I had to stay silent while he talked for hours. He said people could recognise me and find him.

He also messaged people saying he lost a lot of money on their coins and wanted a refund. He never even bought the coin.

Trust

Bastille kept questioning me about my sexual past. He asked if I had been an escort or had sex for money. He asked me again and again about the number of men I had been with.

I answered him many times. I told him I had never been an escort, never had sex for money and never made sex videos. He still kept asking.

He also made cruel comments about my age, looks, tattoos, smoking and past. He said that my friends are weirdos and my instagram is disgusting. Then he called them jokes and acted like I was too sensitive.

With time I started watching every word and reaction because any conversation could end with shouting, insults or him leaving again.

Sex

Sometimes Bastille pushed me into sex when I didn't want it.

I directly told him that I did not like certain things and did not want them to happen again. He still repeated them.

My words, discomfort and boundaries were not enough for him to stop.

I couldn't defend myself. I was scared he would leave.

Big Crashout

After one of my launches I did without him, sent him eca and he sold early again, coin he got the biggest crashout. He went crazy, he told me horrible things, he dmd many people saying I made him sell the coin, he was very angry that other people in gc made more than him.

Later someone told me that while we were together Bastille was saying horrible things about me to other people from gc. He called me a slut and retarded. He explained it to me by saying he didn't want anyone to suspect that we were dating.

Also later I found out that after Bastille sold one of my cooks too early he planned to post my private photos in his channel. He actually sent my photos to a few people.

We broke up but it still wasn't the end.

Car crash

He messaged me again 10 days later. He asked me for another chance, promised he will change, won't trade again, he said he sold his twitter (all of this was a lie). I accepted and believed again. We went to Norway and I said it was a trial period.

So 3 days later, on July 31, 2025 we got in a serious car crash in Norway. Bastille was driving.

I had 6 fractures in my spine, a ligament injury, lung contusion, a disc protrusion and a concussion.

My laptop was broken. My phone disappeared. I lost access to money.

I was left with daily pain, movement problems and serious mental health effects. I wore the brace for almost 3 months.

He saw my pain, anxiety, sleep problems and physical limits. But instead of support I got anger, arguments about money, silence and more broken promises. He also was trading in my kitchen while I was crying in my bed alone for days.

I lost my health, money and the ability to work normally.

So far I've paid for most of my treatment, therapy, massages and recovery myself. My costs connected to the crash are around 50k. And I still have to get treatment and pay for it for years. Some of my injuries will stay with me for the rest of my life.

Debt collectors contacted me about a hospital bill from Norway of around 6k euros. I sent it to Bastille through his father. He promised to pay it and he did not. I'm still getting letters from them.

Me

Being with Bastille made me completely lose connection with my family, my friends, and myself. I forgot what I loved. I started hating myself and felt lost. I couldn't fight with him anymore. I felt like I was nothing.

I had anxiety and panic attacks almost every day for about a year. I was always scared of him. I was scared to ask for anything, scared to talk about the things he did to me again, and scared to ask him to pay me for the projects we worked on together. One time I asked him, he said he wouldn't pay.

The rare moments when he showed me love felt special, like a gift. Then he would hurt me again.

I lost my mind. I almost lost everything I had. I didn't tell any of my closest friends about any of this while we were together. I was scared.

After Breakup

He destroyed me, my body, my health, my mental health. After I started having convulsions during panic attacks I finally decided to leave this relationships.

I was hurt. I was crying every day, I couldn't eat and sleep.

I was blocking him everywhere but he kept messaging me from the burners, asking for a call. He said he would do anything for me.

When I asked him to pay for my therapy he ignored. When I asked him to pay for my rehabilitation he ignored.

Sometimes his attitude suddenly changed and he was texting me like a schizo, blaming and saying weird things.

He accused me of stealing 150k from him, he even sent a fuckload of random transactions claiming they showed me withdrawing his money.

Later his friend messaged me and said he tried to k*ll himself. One week later he was successfully launching coins.

One day he messaged me and said he had something to tell me and wanted to call. I asked to send it in text and he asked for a voice note as proof it's really me.

Why Leaving Was So Hard

You are probably wondering how the fuck I didn't leave immediately. Tbh I wonder too.

But after hurting me he would come back and talk about love. He would say something was wrong with him and promise to change.

We were also connected through projects, money and people in crypto. A large part of the money we made was under his control.

Over time I started doubting myself and became scared of what could happen if I left.

After the car crash I was injured and needed treatment. I still believed his promises that he would take responsibility.

I stayed because I was emotionally attached, financially connected and scared. I still hoped that the person I loved would stop hurting me. He never stopped. Even now.

Final

Bastille ruined my life. There is nothing I can do that will give me back what he took from me. I can't get back the time I lost with him. I can't get back my health. This is so unfair.

I swear he is the worst and greediest person I have ever met in my life. He has no control over his emotions. He thinks he is the smartest person and that everyone owes him. But he is not.

I am the one who left with broken spine, damaged mental health and no joy of life. I still getting letters from debt collection company, I still have to pay for therapy and rehabilitation for years. He is just ignoring my messages about the hospital bill. The hospital where we were getting treatment together after a car crash.

Since he doesn't give a single fuck about what he did, the only thing I could do is to bring some balance to the universe and dox him. I never took a photo of him (I wasn't allowed) but someone else did.

Bastille

William Edmund Bateman

02/10/2001

‭+61 474 348 242‬

willbateman8@icloud.com

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