Santi is a cheater and a liar.

To my friends who may be reading this, I would prefer if you could look away. This was something going on in my personal life that I wanted to keep to myself and avoided sharing mostly out of embarrassment. Anyways.

I’ll get the biggest one out of the way first. Yes, we dated. For 8 months, at that. We started dating on June 1st, 2025. Here is proof.

No matter how much Santi denies it, we were very much in a real, exclusive relationship. Why did he always choose to deny it on stream? I will never understand. Throughout our relationship, he always fed me excuses. I am choosing to believe part of it was obviously because he wanted to keep our relationship private from the online community, but I think a bigger part of it was that he was never ready to be in a relationship with me in the first place. He didn’t want to publicly acknowledge being official and feel like it was holding him back.

I do want to make one thing clear: keeping our relationship private was his decision. I had always wanted to be public, but he never let me. So, just like I ALWAYS did in our relationship, I complied.

Another lie: our on-stream meeting was staged. We already knew each other for around 9 months before that. We met, went on our first date, and started consistently talking in September 2024. Before officially dating, we were what would be labeled as a “situationship.” We talked and saw each other almost everyday.

So, all in all, we knew each other for around two years. Our relationship was, by all means, real, and we were extremely close.

I’m coming forward with all of this because I feel like I have been wronged far too many times, and I’m at the point where I have no consideration left for protecting him. Originally, when everything happened with Katie, I tried my best to stay silent and move on. I did not want to publicly crash out on the internet because a stupid part of me still didn’t want Santi to hate me, and I think part of me hoped we could eventually get together again.

After learning more recent information, though, and finally deciding that I genuinely do not care about preserving anything with him anymore, I’ve decided to share everything.

I’ll start from the beginning.

We met in September 2024 and became very, very close shortly after. Even before going on our first date, I discovered he was a streamer and saw his content, including everything involving his ex.

There were several instances where I became suspicious or concerned about his feelings toward her despite him claiming otherwise. He would publicly say things along the lines of missing his ex or wanting to get back with her on several occasions. Somehow, every time, I would confront him, and eventually forget about it and move on with him.

I’ll acknowledge right now that this is a recurring issue throughout this entire story. I am the type of person who will get hurt by something, eventually push it aside, and become sort of a “doormat,” if you will. With Santi, I could never stay mad at him. Santi knew this.

Fast forward to December. I approached him and asked what we were. At this point, it had been three months of talking, and I didn’t think a situationship should be going on for that long, especially without any establishment of future intentions for the relationship. He told me he wasn’t ready for a relationship because he had trauma from his past relationships involving toxicity and cheating. At the time, I also said I wasn’t completely sure if I was ready for a relationship because I had gotten out of a four-year relationship shortly before meeting Santi. I wasn’t sure if I was ready to commit again and thought maybe I wanted to talk to other people.

And yes, I said that. He knows I said that, and I know he will probably try to use this against me. But I never went on a date with anyone. I never hooked up with anyone. I messaged some people on Hinge for short periods of time and had casual, brief conversations. That was it.

A month later, my feelings changed. I realized I wanted to be in a relationship with him. I approached him and asked if he would be ready to date me. He rejected me, citing the same reasons as before, along with now saying he needed to focus on school so he could finish his degree. I was very hurt, obviously, but we distanced ourselves a little because I wanted to give him space to focus on his priorities.

Then Big Bear came up. Before he left for that trip, I jokingly asked him if he was going to be rizzing girls on stream. He told me no. Still, I had this feeling something bad was going to happen. To absolutely no surprise, I opened his stream multiple times during that trip to him rizzing at least three different girls over the span of a few days. That felt awful. It genuinely felt like he switched personalities and I was watching a completely different person on screen. You have to understand that this shocked me because up until then, I didn’t feel like I had to be concerned about anything. The sudden change felt like a slap in the face. I felt terrible about myself and started comparing myself to these girls and wondering why I wasn’t enough. My mental health took a huge hit.

He came back from that trip and I confronted him in person. I went into that conversation intending to completely end things. But, like I always did with him, I put him first before considering my own feelings. I recognized how much he valued streaming after Big Bear and saw how happy he was after realizing he genuinely wanted to pursue it. So, I compromised.

He could continue streaming and doing this type of content, but put me on stream too with the other girls. Stupid, I know. As everyone may know, that’s when we started doing content together. Everything was going well, or at least I thought it was. His chat liked me, we had good content together, he was happy, and I was happy for him. Even if that meant putting aside my own feelings and reducing myself to being “one of his girls” for stream. I just really wanted to continue being with him.

Then, shortly after, one of the worst things happened. I’m sleeping one night and get a notification saying, “Message from Ivyerino.” My stomach fucking drops. I open it, and she’s asking me whether Santi and I were talking off stream or if we were just content because they had been seeing each other and were “trying to date again.” I felt like shit. I genuinely had no idea this whole time. He lied to me. He told me he wasn’t seeing anyone and that he didn’t care about his ex anymore. So, I told her the truth. He was playing the both of us.

Then I confronted him. He broke down crying and started telling me the truth. I was disgusted that he had lied to me for so long. We still weren’t officially dating at this point, so I understand this isn’t technically “cheating,” I suppose. However, I don’t think that diminishes how I felt, and I felt betrayed by what he did because of how much he intentionally hid.

And again, as stupid as I was, I accepted his words and moved on.

Then, as many of you know, she crashed out on the internet. She also crashed out on me and exposed their texts, calls, pictures, everything. I felt physically sick seeing all of it. He had her over at his apartment for multiple nights while telling me he was sick so I couldn’t come to sleepover like usual. He was texting her everyday telling her he loved her. That he was happy to see her again. That he only wanted her. I hate involving her in this again, but these were the things she personally showed me when everything blew up.

Despite everything, though, I pushed my own feelings aside because everything was exploding publicly online. You want to know who was giving him advice and scripting what he should say on stream for damage control? Me. I was quite literally, working as his PR manager. I was the one ignoring my own bitterness and hurt about the situation and helping him through the drama. I told him not to immediately go live despite his friends farming the situation and baiting him to join the call with her. I was there throughout the entire situation. I literally waited outside his apartment while he streamed because I wanted to make sure he was okay. There is so much more I could say about that entire situation, and about her, but I’ll keep it to myself.

Anyways, after all of that happened, I forgot. I never forgave, but I forgot enough to move on. I was angry. I was still hurt. But I loved him so much that I chose to move past it with him.

Fast forward to June, when he officially asked me to be his girlfriend. At the time, I was under a lot of pressure from my parents because they weren’t happy that I was still seeing a guy who wouldn’t call me his girlfriend, even after all this time together. I expressed this to Santi multiple times, and I was extremely unhappy at home because of it. He later admitted to me that he finally asked me to be his girlfriend because he felt bad after I called him one night breaking down over the situation with my parents.

Shortly after, he moved to LA. This was an amazing opportunity for him to pursue what he was passionate about, and I was extremely supportive. Obviously, I was worried about being long distance, but I had faith it could work out. To me, our time together as an actual couple was amazing. Not perfect, but I was happy. We would see each other every month or two, although I was mainly the one making the effort to fly out and see him rather than the other way around. I had a full-time job at the time, so seeing him frequently was difficult. We both had our own priorities going on, and I thought long distance could work because we could focus on our careers while still being together. The biggest issues throughout our relationship was mainly lack of effort and communication from his side. Looking back now, I guess that makes sense considering how hesitant he apparently was to ever be in a relationship with me in the first place.

Eventually our relationship slowly started worsening. He’ll say that. He’ll probably say our relationship was basically already over before Valentine’s Day. We never officially ended things around that time, however. I knew we were having arguments. I did NOT know he considered our relationship basically over. I never thought we were anywhere near that point. Nevertheless, we still saw each other for Valentine’s Day and spent it together.

Not long after, though, I noticed he started interacting with a certain girl more and more: Katie.

To me, it did not feel casual. There was obviously something there. Chat kept insisting he was “slick rizzing.” He will deny all of this. He will deny that he had any feelings for her. Whether he actually did or not, I do not know. What I DO know is that, on paper, it looked like he was “rizzing” her. Chat saw it too. And he did that while we were still in a relationship.

I confronted him one morning. He went crazy, got upset with me and blocked me on everything 30 minutes right after. He even told Katie that we had never dated, and she believed him. It wasn’t until I was put into a call with her that I literally had to beg her to believe me and show her screenshots of proof that Santi and I were in a relationship. For some apparent reason, I had to prove to this girl that my own relationship existed. Even after that, she continued interacting with him. Santi still had me blocked. Btw, these two would call and text each other regularly. A day or two later, after hearing basically nothing from him, he finally unblocked me, called me, and broke up with me.

Again, he cited the same reasons: he was never ready for a relationship and needed to focus on streaming. Yeah, I guess. But he did it in the worst way possible, and I still consider what happened to be cheating. I do not care if it was “for content.” Publicly flirting with another woman (even if it’s “slick rizzing”) while you still have a girlfriend is insanely disrespectful to your partner. He did not properly end our relationship before doing it. It does not matter if, inside HIS head, our relationship was already over. I was still his girlfriend and believed we were very much together.

He will defend himself and say he didn’t cheat. Again, I don’t care. To me, he did.

Especially considering that afterward he considered doing content with her and becoming more and more openly flirtatious with her. I’m sure chat saw it too. It was obvious.

After our breakup, we stayed in contact a little. I still wanted to be on good terms. I told him my final boundary was that if I found out he was still talking to Katie, I would never speak to him again. Everyone around him, including me, was warning him about things Katie had done. I specifically asked him to cut her off because, from my perspective, she had disrespected both me and our relationship.

Even after learning we had actually been together, she continued interacting with him through texts and calls. Yes, we broke up shortly afterward, but it was an extremely fresh breakup. And throughout all of this, he was feeding her the same lie he fed his audience, that we were never really together.

Not to my surprise, I eventually found out he was still talking to her. So I blocked him. That was my final push at the time. The only reason I saw him again was because I was going to Austin to see Bri anyway. I asked if she could communicate between us because I did not feel comfortable directly speaking with him anymore. I wanted to drop off his things and maybe talk through some unresolved feelings. So, I ended up seeing him.

And I know he will bring this part up, since this is what has eaten away at him all this time, so I’m going to say it myself. After our breakup, I hooked up with another guy a month later. Not my proudest moment, I will admit. I was extremely hurt, and from my perspective I had just been cheated on. I tried to find an outlet to take my mind off everything, and it unfortunately wasn’t the right way to deal with it. I know that now.

Santi found out because, during our conversation in Austin, he asked whether I had done anything with anyone else. I told him the truth. Meanwhile, he told me he had only made out with a girl. Remember that. He said he ONLY made out with her. Nothing else. He talked about how maybe one day we would find our way back to each other, like some sort of fairytale. At the same time, he seemed to have this expectation that I would remain some perfect girl who would never “stoop so low” after our breakup. Mind you (not to shame body counts), he has triple mine. Only making this point to point out his continued hypocrisy.

Either way, we reconciled and spent the majority of his time in Austin together. He broke down to me about how breaking up was the worst mistake he had ever made and how he should have never let me go. I thought we were both being incredibly vulnerable and truthful with each other during that time. He will probably mention that he felt betrayed because at some point he saw a text from the guy while we were spending time together, and that he never texted another girl while he was with me. I don’t really believe that, but I guess if that’s a point he wants to make, he can make it.

We continued staying in touch afterward. We sleep called. We talked everyday. It almost felt like things were back to normal. I was happy to have him back in my life despite everything.

The long distance was still difficult. I got into my Master’s program in DFW, unfortunately not in LA. Around this time, I was also hearing more information about Santi’s involvement with a girl, which he denied when I confronted him (turned out he lied for months btw). This was also around when he started doing rizz content again. First Anastasia. We argued about that. Then another girl, then Joy. Joy became a huge point of conflict between us. I was obviously upset seeing all of the edits and shipping content involving them. The open flirting and friendliness made me uncomfortable, and I told him that multiple times. His response was that it was all content, and if I couldn't handle it, then we shouldn't talk.

Again, and yes, I know how stupid this sounds after everything I’ve already written… I let it slide. Something in me just could not let go of him.

Then came the birthday trip. We spent three days together for his birthday. Then obviously… the Metaglasses incident happened. For a second, I thought maybe he would finally be open to putting me back on stream and being more open about us. No. Afterward, he continued doing the rizz content with Joy even more.

Fast forward to her visiting LA for the first time to collab. Guess who was also visiting LA at the exact same time and staying with him? Me. I had bought tickets about a month earlier because I thought I could start visiting him regularly again since we were on good terms. He’ll say he told me he didn’t think visiting was a good idea and I pushed him to let me come anyway. Sure. Whatever. I already paid for the flight, so I still wanted to go. I was there the entire time she was there leading up to the Korea trip. I had his car during the day and was in an AirBnB waiting for him to end his stream at night. That whole Korea trip, too, Santi and I were still talking.

But things slowly started falling apart again. All of the shipping content was getting to me. People were making comments comparing me to her. It was getting in my head. I could tell he was distancing himself because I was putting too much of a burden on him with my arguments and negativity. Btw with everything that had happened before and everything happening at the time, my mental was getting so bad that I started talking to a therapist and got put on fucking meds. He quite literally drove me insane. But yes, I let things get to that point and I still stayed, I know. What’s done is done.

Anyways. Toward the end of his trip, I stopped texting him for a few days because I was bitter and overwhelmed by everything. I guess during that time he thought I had ghosted him or found somebody else. He also noticed I had liked some pictures posted by the guy I had hooked up with after our breakup. I understand why that made him upset. What I didn’t understand was the hypocrisy of openly flirting with woman after woman on stream and then becoming upset at me over something like liking an Instagram post. I genuinely didn’t even think much of those likes. That guy and I had stopped talking after I saw Santi in Austin.

Santi blocked me again and said he never wanted to talk to me. I begged him not to leave. He said he didn’t seem himself ever being in a relationship with me again because he could never get over what I did after our breakup (ironic btw). I told him I just wanted to be with him regardless. Eventually he unblocked me, and we started talking again. This cycle happened again and again. Yes, it was toxic. He would decide he couldn’t get over what happened and didn’t want to talk anymore. Then somehow we would end up back in each other’s lives.

Eventually, I thought things were actually over. He did not think it was a good idea to stay in contact anymore. I wanted to see him one final time at DreamCon so we could properly say goodbye. We met up. All I wanted was closure. Instead, he comforted me and asked me to stay at his parents’ house for the next two nights. I thought afterward it would finally be over. Then he told me we could still see each other. And that gave me false hope all over again. I thought things were going to be fine again. Then I noticed him talking more to a certain girl. And then I found out he was seeing her too. While we were still talking every single day.

I became incredibly upset because, for me, even if we weren’t technically dating, I would never actively see someone, let alone sleep with them, while maintaining that kind of relationship with Santi. I know what I did earlier, but we were not in contact.

Yes, at this time I had Hinge. I occasionally matched with someone and had brief conversations like before. But, again, I never went on a date, it was never more than a casual conversation. I never did anything with anybody after Santi and I met up in Austin.

I finally crashed out and told Santi it was over and to never speak with me again. I blocked him. The next day, I streamed for the first time because I wanted people to talk to so I wouldn’t sit alone with my thoughts and lose my mind. Santi calls me through No Caller ID. Funny enough, when I’M the one who blocks him, suddenly he desperately wants to talk and know why. We talked. I told him I was done and incredibly hurt by what he had done. The call ended, but later I texted him asking if we could sleep call one last time. He said of course. I wanted to because I genuinely could not sleep with everything running through my head. It is a sick feeling being kept in the dark and then finding out in the worst way possible. I cried the entire call. Santi comforted me and asked me to go on a trip to the aquarium with him someday, which had always been a dream of mine because I wanted to see the seals, my favorite animal. He said he wanted to give me something to look forward to because it hurt him to see me so sad. And somehow, once again, we made up.

After that, he did less rizz content and we were on much better terms. We sleep-called constantly. We texted every day. We started playing League every day. He sent me flowers and gifts for my birthday. I cried out of happiness to him because of how much it meant to me.

Later, I saw him during Streamer Prom and stayed at his house the entire time. I thought we were happy with each other. I was happy. I was finally doing better mentally because I genuinely thought things between us were getting better.

Then I saw him again while I was in LA for the BTS concert. I stayed at his house again. I felt like I was on cloud nine because everything between us seemed so good. Of course, suddenly he starts acting distant. He couldn't call me as much. He wasn’t texting me as often. I had my suspicions. Then I got a message telling me Santi and Katie had hooked up three days earlier. And apparently he was planning on seeing her AGAIN the same night I found out. They were going to get a hotel and go to Universal together. She was going to drive him to the airport.

The same guy who told me he needed to put streaming first.

The same guy who supposedly didn’t have time for a relationship.

The same guy who didn’t have time to go on that aquarium trip he promised me.

Suddenly had time to go to Universal with a girl (same day he’s supposed to leave to Canada btw) he had started talking to again days earlier.

After everything that had already happened involving her. This was genuinely one of the most disrespectful things I could have found out. I felt sick. And yes, the person he was on the phone with that long during the stream recently was me. I crashed out on him.

And before anyone compares me to Ivy because I’m crashing out after finding out about Santi and Katie, I already know how that might look from the outside. The circumstances are completely different. When Ivy reached out to me, I genuinely had no idea Santi was seeing her or telling her that they were trying to get back together. He was telling me the complete opposite. The second she messaged me and showed me what was happening, I told her the truth about me and Santi. I would never knowingly pursue him while believing he was with her.

With Katie at the beginning, she knew about me. She knew why I was upset. And yes, Santi and I were not dating each other by the time they hooked up recently. What people online don’t see is that Santi and I never really left each other’s lives after the breakup (besides before Austin). We were still talking every day, sleep calling, seeing each other, staying together, making plans, and falling back into what to me, felt like a stable relationship again (without the label). So yes, finding all this out made me crash and release this. It’s not me going crazy because Santi hooked up with another girl. It was the fact that I was finding out that someone I was still deeply involved with, who was still treating me like I was his person, had once again been hiding things from me. To make matters worse, it was with the same girl who was already involved and caused conflict between us in the past. That was what finally pushed me over the edge.

Also during THIS conversation, after months of me trying to get the truth from him, he finally admitted something else. Remember that girl he told me he “only made out with”? He lied. He hooked up with her. And it happened BEFORE he met up with me in Austin. So the entire time he was judging me for hooking up with someone after our breakup, telling me how much I hurt him, acting like he had been waiting for me and hadn’t done the same thing himself… He had. He was being a fucking hypocrite the entire time. And he only admitted it NOW, after I had spent months trying to get the truth out of him. He admitted multiple other things he had lied to me about too. At that point, I genuinely could not understand how someone could lie this much to a person they claimed to care so much about.

He can defend himself and say his worst crime was simply “not being exclusive” and seeing other girls. That doesn’t justify his actions. Because while apparently giving himself the freedom to do whatever he wanted, he expected the opposite from me. He expected me to basically be exclusive to him. He told me not to talk to other guys, He wanted me to unfollow guys on Instagram. He told me not to embarrass him. He expected things from me that he would never do for me. And I was stupid enough to do it. Those same standards never applied to himself.

And even after everything came crashing down, he STILL went to see Katie. Even after I told him everything I knew, including the fact that she had another guy over literally the same day he was going to see her, he still went. I told him she was also talking to another guy the whole time at the beginning when they started to know each other. Like, I genuinely do not know what else to say about that. I told him, he knew, and he STILL went to spend the night with her and probably still go to Universal. Even after knowing all this he still folded immediately 😭. So yea, do with that what you will. So, at this point, I do not want to be involved with him ever again. He had the audacity to block me because I guess I’m crazy for tweaking out after finding all this out. For the record, honestly if he didn’t go to see her again, I would’ve stayed silent like before. Choosing to do so really made me feel like none of it really mattered to him.

I know I played a part in letting this continue for so long because I gave him chance after chance after chance. I guess the worst thing I did was desperately want to be with someone I loved and cared about. I tried my best. I really did. I was literally working toward taking the MCAT and applying to medical schools in LA because I imagined a future where we could actually be near each other. He meant that much to me. Apparently, the same did not apply to me.

I know people will read this and say “valid,” or “he’s him.” Whatever. What I hope people understand is that I am not writing this because I think I’m going to destroy his career. I know that’s not going to happen. This will probably be farmed for content for a few days and then everyone will forget about it.

I’m writing it because I am tired of watching someone lie about things I personally lived through. I especially hated watching him repeatedly deny that we never dated. So now people can know the truth instead of only hearing whatever version he chooses to tell publicly. I stayed silent the first time the Katie situation happened because I thought staying silent was the better thing to do, even though it was genuinely grueling. I wanted to move on.

Don’t get me wrong, though. Despite everything in this document, I loved Santi a lot. It’s difficult to even feel that right now, especially after watching him go back to someone whose involvement was already connected to so much hurt surrounding our breakup. That is why I’ve decided to finally come forward now. I have nothing left to lose. I do not want to talk to him or see him ever again.

Santi, if you’re reading this. I hope you’re happy with everything you’ve done. You will probably think this is me trying to tear down your career. It isn’t. What I want is for you, once in your life, to actually take accountability for your actions. Even if you believe you were never “technically” in the wrong, you still hurt people. You hurt me the most. And if you genuinely think you can reduce everything we had to technicalities about whether we were “official” or “exclusive, or whatever else, then that is honestly just sad. Maybe it never meant that much to you after all.

Truly, it breaks my heart that it had to end this way. I guess it was never going to work out. I just wanted to be happy with you. Wishing the best.

Anyways, thank you to whoever actually read this far.