Welcome, welcome to a fukken' stupid thread that I'm making just to went. I got popcorn.. But that's mine.
To make a way too long story reasonably short (Hopefully), I was in a relationship with a girl for about 6 years.. It has been destructive to my being in ways that you can't imagine. She is manipulative, she steals, she is overly dramatic (Shut up) and she always found ways to make me feel like a shitty person, when I never did anything to deserve it. Like, really. Seriously. She had NO REASON WHATSOEVER to do all this shit to me. To get upset over literally nothing every single FUCKING day. To yell to me over shit she couldn't even explain herself. And I know, this sounds like stuff that most guys go through in a relationship.. But trust me. TRUST ME. This is taking it to a WHOLE....NOTHA....LEVEL. This bitch is cray. Now.. We did not see each other since last may. She crossed the almighty line, she took it way too far, because she used our daughter as a weapon. And she made sure that we BOTH lost custody of her. She doesn't even want me to have sole custody of our daughter. I know for a fact that I can take care of a child, because I took care of this woman for 6 years. I did way more than anybody could ever expect. The only thing I didn't do was wipe her ass and put clothes on. Her family isn't any better, because they put the blame on me, they believe the shit she says when they know that she is a pathological liar, I have literally spoken to her parents several times about this, they KNOW this.
A question that might pop up, is.. Why did I bother to do all this stuff for her? Why did I go to such lengths to make her happy, while I was miserable the whole time? The brutally honest pathetic answer to that, is.. I was afraid to be alone. I was afraid that this was my only chance to be with someone. If you knew my life, you would get why I'm thinking like that.
Anyway, to the point.. Since last may, communication has only been text based. I'm in the middle of a custody struggle, and my ex have made peace with me trying to get my daughter home. These last 8 months have been a time of recuperation for me. I did not realize how much of a strain this relationship was until she was out of the picture. I was mentally exhausted, and it took me several months to get to a state where I was ready to have any kind of company. The texts back and forth between me and my ex were challenging, because while she would write all this nasty stuff, I played it cool. I never said ONE mean thing to her. The closest I ever came was when I told the truth, about how I viewed our relationship, and how I felt she was as a person. And even then.. I could be harsher. I had a RIGHT to be harsher. But I kept calm the entire time. While she wrote all this shit about me being a terrible person, that I have always been a terrible person, that I deserve to suffer and be alone.. Anyway, all these months pass, and she calmed her ass, so actually talking with her was possible. I got to a point where I said that I didn't want to fight anymore (Even though I did NONE of the fucking fighting). I said that this is a waste of time. Our daughter needs parents who get along, not parents who hate each other. I know what that is like, it is devastating. She actually seemed to agree with me. Then I called her, a few weeks ago. We spoke for two hours. Not ONCE did she act like the brat I knew she could be. It was a surprisingly nice conversation. And the texts after was nice as well. So.. A few days ago, I suggested stopping by after my daily hourandahalf walk/run. I visited her, and I was with her for at least 4 hours. We went for a drive.. I drove her home, and as we said goodbye, we kissed. Stupid idea. I visited her today as well. Stayed a few hours, and we started kissing on the couch, and groping, the usual warmup to the main event. And all the time I was thinking "HELLO? Anybody home? Have you forgotten how she made you feel, all the damage she did to you, both financially and mentally? And sometimes physically? Put your d... HEY! PUT YOUR DICK AWAAAAY!"
Anyway.. We managed to not go too far. I would be lying if I said that there were no good times with her. There was. But not enough to balance out the bad times. She has good sides.. But the bad sides make them seem insignificant. She has a very inconsiderate, childish, unemphatic nature. But sometimes she's different, sometimes she seems like the nicest person in the world. She's constantly shifting, you never know what you're gonna get. Even after all these years, I have to say that I don't know her completely, what game she is playing. But I am done. I am not gonna be her fuckbuddy.
To make a way too long story reasonably short (Hopefully), I was in a relationship with a girl for about 6 years.. It has been destructive to my being in ways that you can't imagine. She is manipulative, she steals, she is overly dramatic (Shut up) and she always found ways to make me feel like a shitty person, when I never did anything to deserve it. Like, really. Seriously. She had NO REASON WHATSOEVER to do all this shit to me. To get upset over literally nothing every single FUCKING day. To yell to me over shit she couldn't even explain herself. And I know, this sounds like stuff that most guys go through in a relationship.. But trust me. TRUST ME. This is taking it to a WHOLE....NOTHA....LEVEL. This bitch is cray. Now.. We did not see each other since last may. She crossed the almighty line, she took it way too far, because she used our daughter as a weapon. And she made sure that we BOTH lost custody of her. She doesn't even want me to have sole custody of our daughter. I know for a fact that I can take care of a child, because I took care of this woman for 6 years. I did way more than anybody could ever expect. The only thing I didn't do was wipe her ass and put clothes on. Her family isn't any better, because they put the blame on me, they believe the shit she says when they know that she is a pathological liar, I have literally spoken to her parents several times about this, they KNOW this.
A question that might pop up, is.. Why did I bother to do all this stuff for her? Why did I go to such lengths to make her happy, while I was miserable the whole time? The brutally honest pathetic answer to that, is.. I was afraid to be alone. I was afraid that this was my only chance to be with someone. If you knew my life, you would get why I'm thinking like that.
Anyway, to the point.. Since last may, communication has only been text based. I'm in the middle of a custody struggle, and my ex have made peace with me trying to get my daughter home. These last 8 months have been a time of recuperation for me. I did not realize how much of a strain this relationship was until she was out of the picture. I was mentally exhausted, and it took me several months to get to a state where I was ready to have any kind of company. The texts back and forth between me and my ex were challenging, because while she would write all this nasty stuff, I played it cool. I never said ONE mean thing to her. The closest I ever came was when I told the truth, about how I viewed our relationship, and how I felt she was as a person. And even then.. I could be harsher. I had a RIGHT to be harsher. But I kept calm the entire time. While she wrote all this shit about me being a terrible person, that I have always been a terrible person, that I deserve to suffer and be alone.. Anyway, all these months pass, and she calmed her ass, so actually talking with her was possible. I got to a point where I said that I didn't want to fight anymore (Even though I did NONE of the fucking fighting). I said that this is a waste of time. Our daughter needs parents who get along, not parents who hate each other. I know what that is like, it is devastating. She actually seemed to agree with me. Then I called her, a few weeks ago. We spoke for two hours. Not ONCE did she act like the brat I knew she could be. It was a surprisingly nice conversation. And the texts after was nice as well. So.. A few days ago, I suggested stopping by after my daily hourandahalf walk/run. I visited her, and I was with her for at least 4 hours. We went for a drive.. I drove her home, and as we said goodbye, we kissed. Stupid idea. I visited her today as well. Stayed a few hours, and we started kissing on the couch, and groping, the usual warmup to the main event. And all the time I was thinking "HELLO? Anybody home? Have you forgotten how she made you feel, all the damage she did to you, both financially and mentally? And sometimes physically? Put your d... HEY! PUT YOUR DICK AWAAAAY!"
Anyway.. We managed to not go too far. I would be lying if I said that there were no good times with her. There was. But not enough to balance out the bad times. She has good sides.. But the bad sides make them seem insignificant. She has a very inconsiderate, childish, unemphatic nature. But sometimes she's different, sometimes she seems like the nicest person in the world. She's constantly shifting, you never know what you're gonna get. Even after all these years, I have to say that I don't know her completely, what game she is playing. But I am done. I am not gonna be her fuckbuddy.
