Hi everyone. Just want to say a big hello from myself and thankyou for all of the time you guys put in investing in posting up material and answers for us guys who have little to no support out there for dealing with these crazy b**ches!
I have been driven here by numerous bad relations~~~s with crazy, crazy girls but my recent encounter has been the deal breaker.
I think with her it was easier to count what red flags she didn’t have! But the ones I can think off the top of my head: training to be a social worker, feminist (although she hid it well), anxiety and sleeping tablets for “stress”, two cats, all her last guys were “assholes” (including her ex who text her to say he wanted to kill himself and how he was going to do it?!?!), hates her father/grew up without him, crazyyy in bed and I mean crazzzyyy, she does volunteer work for services for hookers so they can get clean needles etc.
I could go on but I think you guys get the picture. To say she was a headf*** is a serious understatement! Try being with a girl who has feminist values but also wears thigh high boots and turns up at your door with them rolled down because she “doesn’t want to look slutty”. Seriously weird behaviour. We went away for a weekend, she bought a book, posted a photo of it online-what was the hashtag? #slutshaming…
Along with all her crazy making jealous and double standard behaviours, one quote among many: “don’t be looking at other girls or ill claw your eyes out”, it was Christmas morning that really did it for me.
I woke up, picked up my phone, scrolled through my Instagram what do I see? A photo uploaded by her of a book cover saying “I LOVE D**K”, with a caption “merry xmas to me”. URGHHHHHHH! Loads of orbiters commenting on with stupid little comments, I felt sick. I can’t think of any other girl that I know that would post that, regardless if it was meant to be “ironic” or edgy”, I tried on xmas night to be civil with her in the evening but the next day I just couldn’t shake it, what little trust was already thinning, i was sat there waiting for her to come back from the toilet-**ping** her phone goes off right in front of me, “ryan”. i had never met a ryan through her and im sure as hell it wasnt family.
I didn’t really talk to her much the next day and she went home and lost it and then we broke up (she was hell bent on the fact it was because we didn’t have sex), I just said it was because I was hungover and tired(partly true) but honestly couldn’t be bothered to get into an argument about it as it would just be no win for me.
A few weeks Prior to this she had also sent me a meme along the lines of “when you expect him to punish your walls but he enter them peacefully”, with a photo of drakes face with a smile. I don’t think ive ever gone off someone so quickly as I did when I opened up that message, what an absolute nutjob to think that a boyfriend wants to receive that?! I told her that was disgusting and shes out of her mind if she thinks any lad wants to be getting texts like that from a girl.
So yeah, its been an eventful few weeks going through the minefield of working out just what the hell happened!! Its gonna take a while for the toxic sludge of guilt, passive aggressiveness and everything else to detox out of my system but I cant tell you how much of a relief it is to be free again.
Oh yeah the last message I received from her after we broke up said “im really relieved I didn’t tell you about my past, I KNEW you’d use it against me”, even though shed used everything I apparently did wrong as a reason to break up with me, I wonder what that last message meant, I don’t think I want to know hahaha!
Stoic 2 years, 11 months ago.
