Post by Sunshine on May 13, 2017 19:10:21 GMT
My ex and i dated for 3 and a half years. The last year we lived together. When i first met him he was newly sober and had a broken arm. He claimed his ex had thrown him out into the street because they were racist. He is white they are Japanese. He also claimed she was a coke head and was mean to him. I felt sorry for him.
He was so nice and polite. He didn't have much...no phone,car,job,money. He told me about how his mom abused him as a child. How his parents had thrown him out and he had been homeless for a couple of years. This is how he met his ex. At a party she offered to let him stay on her couch and that turned into a relationship. He claimed that he didn't like her and had just used her bc he didn't want to be homeless...i know that's awful but i guess i thought i understood. Women do that sometimes...
I was different he said. I was special he said. I also had money,a car,an apartment. When he didn't buy me th8ngs for holidays or my birthday he would say it was because he was broke or that holidays upset him because families are together and his had thrown him out...
I couod go on n on about the things i did for him. The money i gave him all the time i spent going out of my way for him. He said he loved me and i loved him...a lot.
He relapsed on some pretty hard drugs...he might have been using for longer than he even admitted...i wanted to leave but long story short i didnt...
By then he had had a year sober n his family started inviting us for the holidays. That christmas he showed up super fucked up and his parents kicked us out. It was really embarrassing. When my dad found out he said i had to kick him out bc he didn't want someone on drugs at his place. My ex cried about not wanting to b homeless so i moved us into a motel 6. 2 weeks later i found an apartment. The first night...i woke up to him having a withdrawal seizure...to this day i still can see it...that year just got worse n worse as he continued to use drugs and lie to me.
First he was verbally abusive...i can't get it up because your not being sexy enough, dressing sexy enough wearing the right make up...he would talk about my weight being a problem...then he started smashing things and breaking stuff. Then he started throwing things at me...scrwam in my face while pinning me on the bed or against a wall...the big blow came when he shoved me outside our apartment and i broke my wrist.
I ended up pressing charges but continued to be with him bc he cried and cried to me that he was sorry...i continued to let him stay at the apt eventhough the court put a protective order on him...he continued to use drugs and be abusive.
He disappeared christmas weekend on a drug blackout and he told me i was a fat ugly bitch and that i smell and am damaged bc i was raped and i should be glad that he was going out with me bc no one would want me. For some reason that did it for me and i kicked him out.
The last day i saw him was in court in January.
Recently i found out that his new gf is coworker. Now i wonder if he was cheating on me with her. She is really pretty and thin and all the things he would say were wrong with me. They look so happy together in photos. She also has a hsitory of drug problems...apparently they are sober together and in a photo she even captioned ...im so proud of this sober man of god
Of course i can't fit 3 and a half years of abuse in this post...
I am sad that he wqs probably just using me our whole relationship like he had used his ex before him. Im sad that he was able to get over me so quickly or maybe never even liked me at all...yet i can't shake him off...im also sad that he never apologized to me...
I think...maybe he will be different with her because she's pretty...and his dv classes will make him change his behavior and he will treat her how i was never treated.
I've only had 2 bfs and im 31. My first lasted for 7 years and then this one. Eventhough I'm not actively emotionaly attached to my ex i still love him just like i still love this past ex. I don't understand how ppl get over ppl they love. I thought that was the point of lovong someone...or u didn't really love them...
He was so nice and polite. He didn't have much...no phone,car,job,money. He told me about how his mom abused him as a child. How his parents had thrown him out and he had been homeless for a couple of years. This is how he met his ex. At a party she offered to let him stay on her couch and that turned into a relationship. He claimed that he didn't like her and had just used her bc he didn't want to be homeless...i know that's awful but i guess i thought i understood. Women do that sometimes...
I was different he said. I was special he said. I also had money,a car,an apartment. When he didn't buy me th8ngs for holidays or my birthday he would say it was because he was broke or that holidays upset him because families are together and his had thrown him out...
I couod go on n on about the things i did for him. The money i gave him all the time i spent going out of my way for him. He said he loved me and i loved him...a lot.
He relapsed on some pretty hard drugs...he might have been using for longer than he even admitted...i wanted to leave but long story short i didnt...
By then he had had a year sober n his family started inviting us for the holidays. That christmas he showed up super fucked up and his parents kicked us out. It was really embarrassing. When my dad found out he said i had to kick him out bc he didn't want someone on drugs at his place. My ex cried about not wanting to b homeless so i moved us into a motel 6. 2 weeks later i found an apartment. The first night...i woke up to him having a withdrawal seizure...to this day i still can see it...that year just got worse n worse as he continued to use drugs and lie to me.
First he was verbally abusive...i can't get it up because your not being sexy enough, dressing sexy enough wearing the right make up...he would talk about my weight being a problem...then he started smashing things and breaking stuff. Then he started throwing things at me...scrwam in my face while pinning me on the bed or against a wall...the big blow came when he shoved me outside our apartment and i broke my wrist.
I ended up pressing charges but continued to be with him bc he cried and cried to me that he was sorry...i continued to let him stay at the apt eventhough the court put a protective order on him...he continued to use drugs and be abusive.
He disappeared christmas weekend on a drug blackout and he told me i was a fat ugly bitch and that i smell and am damaged bc i was raped and i should be glad that he was going out with me bc no one would want me. For some reason that did it for me and i kicked him out.
The last day i saw him was in court in January.
Recently i found out that his new gf is coworker. Now i wonder if he was cheating on me with her. She is really pretty and thin and all the things he would say were wrong with me. They look so happy together in photos. She also has a hsitory of drug problems...apparently they are sober together and in a photo she even captioned ...im so proud of this sober man of god
Of course i can't fit 3 and a half years of abuse in this post...
I am sad that he wqs probably just using me our whole relationship like he had used his ex before him. Im sad that he was able to get over me so quickly or maybe never even liked me at all...yet i can't shake him off...im also sad that he never apologized to me...
I think...maybe he will be different with her because she's pretty...and his dv classes will make him change his behavior and he will treat her how i was never treated.
I've only had 2 bfs and im 31. My first lasted for 7 years and then this one. Eventhough I'm not actively emotionaly attached to my ex i still love him just like i still love this past ex. I don't understand how ppl get over ppl they love. I thought that was the point of lovong someone...or u didn't really love them...
