Hi! I am a non-borderline and well what can I say but I have a lot of questions on what just happened. I figured I would stop researching it and possibly write it down to get some help with it.
I was divorced about 5 years ago and recently moved back to my home town where I grew up as a kid. Things were going well and something was missing in my life. I had this feeling that was missing in my gut ever since I got divorced. A feeling of emptiness. I went from being in love with my exwife to loving my exwife to caring for her. I was over her and had dated a few times, but never found the girl that I felt safe to open up to. This leads me to my present relationship that just fell apart in front of my own eyes.
I met a nice girl who happened to be my neighbor. We both love dogs and I have a lab and she has a pit bull. They get along like lovers and kiss eachother all night long. Its kind of funny to watch. We got to talking and after a long walk on the beach we both fell for eachother. We grew close very quickly and the first time we made love I looked at her in the eyes and I said "don't hurt me". She said she won't. I loved her and expressed it while making love to her. She told me that she doesn't usually have an orgasm - but well I can never remember a time when she didn't have one with me at least 3 times each time we made love. We got snowed in over the winter and spent a long 5 days together and we loved every minute of it. Her family lives close by and we usually had dinner there every Sunday. I love her family and they appear to be very respectful people who treated me like a son. Everything was going fine until I said I loved her with the word - LOVE. She whispered it back to me as if it was hard to get out. She eventually was able to say she loved me with passion and electricity.
She eventually started mentioning things about my divorce and feeling second best. I explained to her that my love for her is different and I have never loved anyone the way that I loved her. I told her I would get an annulment as my exwife was bipolar and a cheat. She still didn't get why she cared so much and even said that she feels like it was such a shallow thing to express. We were always both brutally honest with eachother and explained that it wasn't silly for thinking but I am with her and had I not gone through what I did - we never would have met and fallen in love.
Time lapsed and she began to find faults in me. This wasn't a pleasant feeling because we were both doing so well by building eachother up with self esteem, well being and confidence. One of her exboyfriends was a body builder and I happen to have money invested into a gym. I take my health and lifestyle into consideration and live well. I am not a body builder as I'm simply not that vein. Next she moved onto other faults until I stopped her and said if it wasn't my divorce it would have been something else. She paused and realized I was right as she looked into her past relationships and how she messed them up.
Tragedy hit - My brother's divorce. I had to move my brother out of his house because he is going through a divorce. I moved him into my parents house because they are gone for the winter. I didn't want him living with me because I didn't want him to spoil my relationship. My (ex) girlfriend helped me by staying over for a week while I took care of him and got him moving again. We made love almost every night- but something I noticed was happening. She never initiated making love. Why? Had I given her what she was craving too soon?
She eventually went back to her place and we saw eachother later on in the week until my brother was finally back on his own. Something started breaking down though. She didn't want to hang out as much and was starting to pull back. She said my brother's divorce scared her. (Hindsight - It probably didn't help that my brother was bashing his STB-EX for being borderline). I noticed that when we would full around before bed and we would get so close to having sex that she would just shutdown and go to bed. She got her fix of love and then shut me down and go to bed. I've never gotten a worse case of blueballs from anyone I've ever been with.
I brought up the feeling of feeling deeply connected with her and then feeling a slight disconnect where things were getting cold. She said she needed therapy. I said that I was proud of her and that if she needed any support I would be there for her.
We took a step back on the intimacy level and I was okay with it for a short time. It hurt, but I knew it was nothing I had done. Then a spring break trip was approaching that we had planned out a month prior. We went away with another couple and we didn't have sex until day 5. My hurt was turning to anger and I became frustrated that she was leading me on. She said she loved me and was sorry for any pain she caused. After a blowup of me venting my feeling to the sky - I never got mad at her or yelled at her - we later had sex. I was taken back because it was just that - sex. No foreplay, no kissing, nothing. Come to think of it she never like to use her tongue when kissing me either which I found as odd. I brought that up to her and then the next time we had foreplay.
We came back home and she immediately went her way and took off. She claimed to be helping her mother with her sisters kids for a few days. Then on the weekend she came over to my parents house - I have an office because i work with my dad. She said, "I had an hour to spare and figured I would put the effort in to see you" (I'm thinking to myself why do you need an effort? shouldn't it just be automatic). We walked around outside and let our dogs play together and had a good time. We then had intimate sex but I was practically begging her for it. I then asked her why she never initiates sex with us? she didn't know? Later that night we were talking and she asked me the craziest place I ever had sex. Avoiding the question I said a car? She replied back and said the dressing room at the Gap. That stung. No guy wants to know about sex with a previous boyfriend. You just don't say those things. She apologized and told me she was just seeing where my boundaries were and if I was into that kind of stuff. I said yes of course I am - I find it hot, but lets leave past relationship sex just that - in the past.
A few days later I got a call from her saying she had a dream she was drowning in a pool. There were kids in the pool as well. I had a dream as well, but it was a nightmare and I blocked it out on purpose. In the past we both dreamed of stuff that went together and I was always pretty good at interpreting them. I told her that she was struggling with her emotions that were being contained by her therapist and well me because I was done playing games. The pool represented her sense of Engulfment (which was the first thing her therapist diagnosed her with). The kids represented something in her past coming to the surface. Because she didn't die - meant that she would survive the waking event in her life.
She then saw her therapist that day and we were planning on spending the night together. I had invited her to hang out with my friends and quite honestly I was getting a little tired of her rejecting me and always wanting me to participate in her events. She called me and said "Can I talk to you later on tonight" I said you want another break right? She said Yes? I said I am dating then and she began to cry. I didn't want to hurt her but I was tired of getting rejected and I suppose I should have moved on sooner but I loved her so much and felt she did too. We met and talked some more. I began to get angry because I was so hurt. I asked her why she couldn't love? She was sad and didn't know why. She said she waited for 8 years to meet someone like me and that someone like me doesn't usually just walk into her life. I asked her what the problem was? She didn't know and said that's why she was getting therapy. I said you are rejecting me before I can reject you. I wasn't ever going to reject you and had done nothing to ever hurt her or cause her to not trust me. She said I know, but she couldn't continue to hurt me by going hot and then cold. She said I was the first guy she had been with that she didn't have to fix and I was perfect in every sence. So I asked what the problem was? She didn't know. I asked her why she had a picture of L.O.V.E. and D.R.E.A.M. and B.E.L.I.E.V.E. in her house if all her life she wanted love and now that she finally got it she is throwing it out the door. She cried some more because she began to realize that this was not normal behavior. I couldn't take any more hurt and left for the night. She remained civil and kept apologizing for hurting me. I was hurt, angry, and tired. I vented on her and told her to F*** OFF. I asked her if she had found someone else and she said NO- she needs to be alone. I asked her about a single guy that she was working with and she said no I don't like him. I have a working relationship with him. She said yes he is attractive but I don't like him. (poor choice of words in my opinion). I later apologized for my anger and ended things on a positive note. I told her I am moving back to my parents house for a while to get my head screwed on right. I then went to Florida to visit them for a week so I wasn't alone.
I had asked her to stop texting me so that I could get over her and start living my life again and she obliged. I put my dog in her parent's boarding facility which is where she works. While I was away I began to realize that I suffered from abandonment issues when I was a child. My mother would take off when I was a child and tell me to tell my father to have a great f***ing life. I was 4 years old. She drove off for 3-5 hours and then would come back. She did this several times. This has caused me to have separation anxiety in my life. Consequently I have accepted what happened and forgave my mother. Though I now have firm boundaries up with her and will not let her do anything for me (laundry, dishes, book my flight) - nothing. Why? Because if she does this stuff she will only turn around and complain that she does everything around here! To avoid this drama I extinguish it before it ever happens. I began to realize that every girl that I was attracted to was either bi-polar or borderline. Why? Is it because I am trying to fix my mother through them? I don't want to be anyone's therapist and just want to love and be loved. Is it really that difficult.
I began to do a lot of reading and that's when I realized my now ex-girlfriend was borderline and fit the mold perfectly. Though I don't believe she ever cheated on anyone. What I don't get is she comes from a great family. I mean yes her mother lacks some emotions and that motherly bond, but could that have really screwed her for life?
I have come to realize that ever getting back together with her is out of the question. And was feeling safe going back to my townhouse where we are both neighbors. Though then I looked at her facebook account and noticed she blocked me. Why? 1- to make me wonder, 2- she's not over me and wants to stop looking at my page, 3- she found someone else. That screwed me up for a day too while I fathomed why she would do this. She never posted anything about our relationship on her page and said she is private about her private life. I was too - but would it have hurt to put a picture of the two of us on her page while we were going out? I began to despise facebook... lol.
Now this leads me to - can we be friends and should I even want this. I would like to go back to my place and not feel tension. Our dogs are best friends and miss eachother a lot. It would be nice to just ask her to go for a walk on the beach to put closure on everything and move on from there?
If you actually read all this and made sense of it because it was just random thoughts from my head that I had to get out - I would love to get your opinions on the next steps because I don't think like a borderline and I don't want to hurt or get hurt. I'm a King and she is a Magician- we were a great pair. So it seemed - was it a mask the entire time. She is still in therapy and I don't know if she even realizes that she is borderline. What a #######5 disorder. It angers me to see people hurting from something they never chose to have.
Ziggy