I really want to stop my HPD behavior. Can this be done? I’m making myself and every man in my life miserable. My story might sound a little disturbing, but it’s my life….and I feel relatively sane in spite of everything.
I’m 40 years old and have been in a completely co-dependent marriage since I was 20. We have complete role reversal at home. I’m the more dominant personality. He’ll do anything for me and forgive me for anything. Neither one of us is happy. We’re just trying to stay together until our kids are grown.
About 5 years ago my career catapulted, giving me the freedom to carry out my HPD tendencies: travel, a great salary (very emasculating for hubby) and an endless supply of men.
I have been seeing one man, whom I now refer to as my boyfriend, for about 3 years. The BF is the object of my obsession. I want him, but I can’t have him. (He’s married too and contentedly unhappy.) I constantly raise the bar. Complain that he doesn’t call when he says he will, or that it’s not often enough. Then complain that he doesn’t call every day. Or he doesn’t make me a priority. Or I’m not important enough to leave his wife for. Blah, blah, blah. In my mind, if he’d just DO WHAT I WANT, we’d be happy. (In the past, he has repeatedly told me that he likes how things are….but maybe someday if things change) But, it’s occurred to me that I’m not even sure if I want to be with him…..I just want to see if I’m important enough to change for.
A couple of weeks ago, I told the BF that he needed to decide who his future would be with. Her or me? He didn’t call me for a few days and I assumed he’d made his choice and that silence was my answer. So, I was travelling and spent the night w/ a different guy friend that I’d always been curious about. Now I realize that you’d call him a “fan”. I just needed someone to make me feel good about myself….which is exactly why I got involved with the BF.
BF reminds me of my dad, and it may explain some of my issues. My dad had mental health issues, tho I don’t know his diagnosis. OCD, for sure. He was always 110% into something for a short time and then onto the next. Unfortunately, I was never one of those things. And it hurt. No matter how pretty or smart or thin or successful, he could just ignore me (as the BF does). We lived in the same house, but never communicated. He just didn’t have it in him. He was so deep into depression that he committed suicide several years ago.
Can anyone give me words of wisdom? I’m really trying not to initiate communication with the BF. It’s hard! I miss him. And I know we could go right back to the tug-o-war we’ve been living, if I just say the word. Perhaps you could share perspective from a “non”? I know I’m screwing up everyone in my path, slowly but surely. Oh, and I was in therapy for 2 years, up until about 6 months ago. It wasn’t helping.
Thanks for listening
Jade