He would constantly ask if he was handsome or not, and he was not bad looking at all, just lacking in some hygiene skills like wearing deodorant and showering regularly, and dental care. He told me that he was having a rough home life and that I was the only one in the world who didn't think he was creepy for the way he looked or would give up on him. Regardless of how many times I said I wasn't interested in a relationship, he continued making moves and flirting, telling me that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me and that we were soulmates. Over the next year, he became the most hateful, miserable man I've ever met and I could no longer mentally handle it. I wish I could say that was the end, but I gave him another chance. We tried to work things out, but he was found a month later on the same dating site, by the same friend. When confronted, he said he was just trying to make friends, and that I couldn't count it as cheating because nobody ever messaged him back. 8 months after she passed away, a friend of mine found his profile on the dating app we met on (currently active with a paid subscription, the same exact profile I met him with). His mom was diagnosed with cancer about a year in, and I moved in with him so I could spend as much time as possible with her and support him as she was terminal. We hit it off and worked through some early issues (he ignored me for days at a time to play video games with his friends, not even a text of hello or sorry, I'm busy). But, I am better than I was, and that’s okay with me, because in time I will be better than I am now. Finally, in a bout of extreme confidence brought on by alcohol, I dumped him over text and told him to never speak to me or my family again, and that I had reported him to the police and that they were watching my family for safety (not true, but god I regret not reporting him when I should have).ħ years down the road and I still have intense ptsd that impacts all of my relationships. My depression and sense of hopelessness became so strong that I felt the only way out was death, and I started acting out with the hope that he would kill one of us. I didn’t leave because I was afraid he would kill me or my family, since at that point I had been with him for 2 years. Then came the physical abuse among other things, he ended up trying to kill me twice. Then came the mental and emotional manipulation-gaslighting, threatening to hurt/kill himself over the most inconsequential things (like not being able to hang out or talk on the phone). Both of us enjoy time together as well as time apart when you are both in poor health, it's good to know there's somebody there who has seen you at your absolute worst and loves you through it all. Due to financial constraints were not able to live together but we do live in the same building. We have wonderful conversations and lively debates and we share a lot of things but we are also able to function separately and be our own people. He has always been a 100% honest with me and has never given me any reason to doubt him. If I start spinning out or heading towards a meltdown, he talks me down, keeps me calm, and makes me feel safe. He always shows me how much he appreciates everything I do - he and I are both disabled, but I do the lion's share of the the home stuff (cooking, cleaning, laundry, shopping etc). He is protective without being possessive, he knows I can handle myself but he always looks out for me. After a six-year nightmare relationship with a narcissistic psychopath, I am in a relationship with a man who is exactly what a nice guy should be. You're absolutely correct, true true nice guys don't need to tell anyone but they are because they show it in their actions. Round attention Svg Vector Icons : Report.Upvotes Follow Unfollow 1 year ago Dots Created by potrace 1.15, written by Peter Selinger 2001-2017
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