WYATT EARP: What makes a man like Ringo Doc, makes him do the things he does?
DOC HOLLIDAY: A man like Ringo has a great empty hole right through the middle of him. He can never kill enough or steal enough or inflict enough pain to ever fill it.
WYATT EARP: What does he need?
DOC HOLLIDAY: Revenge.
WYATT EARP: For What?
DOC HOLLIDAY: Being born.
So, kimi, I know this doesn't help and it sucks that any guy would hurt you, but without knowing the specific guys involved, people who hurt others...people who do it habitually and enjoy doing it...they are essentially self-medicating their pain with the pain of others. Only problem is they never feel "better," they just repeat this habitual behavior any time they find a willing participant.
That kind of guy doesn't seek out a woman with even the slightest potential to do damage to him in return. No, you're not a magnet, you're just a decent person who trusted a couple of guys that, in hindsight, maybe you shouldn't have trusted.
The other thing...which I'm not asking you, because it's your personal life, and none of my business...is that you might want to reflect on what "being hurt emotionally" means to you. It could mean 100 things to 100 different people, but because you've labeled it and flagged it, there's special significance for you. Just like the "need" to hurt people...from the "Tombstone" bit above...you had some form of "need" when you interacted with these guys, some form emotional vulnerability, and these guys...basically coiled in the grass, waiting to strike, while you were trusting them...saw that need, saw your vulnerability, and decided it was medication time. Hurt you, feel good, look for someone else to hurt.
This is all just food for thought, generic Psych 101 stuff that I've witnessed over the years in other people, which may or may not apply to you.
Somewhere out there is a guy with the emotional maturity to appreciate you, and treasure you, and when you find him, this nonsense will stop.
But that's the unfair part of life. The two of you are gonna have to find each other, and until you do, you are walking barefoot through the tall grass...where the snakes live.
:grouphug: