Alright. Time for some feedback. And once again, thank you for your words. They mean more to me than you might know, as I'm really going through some dark days right now. I'm going to try and respond to your posts in the order that you've replied to me (which is probably worth a lot more to me - straightening out my thoughts - than to you).
BUT FIRST!!! A Disclaimer !!!
1) I'm aware that I'm contradicting myself constantly. This is a truthful reflection of my (self-)doubt at the moment so I've let all the contradictions in, no editing.
2) Also, I probably repeat a lot of the things I said elsewhere. I hope this is not too frustrating for you. Truth be told, I don't know what else to do but post here. It ain't nice, but it's real...
3) I know I'm not following the advice that I give to others. It's just so much easier to read someone else's story and reply with the stock (but sincere) "Run, don't walk", than it is to get to the truth myself. I dream of being able to say "It could NEVER have worked" and be really convinced, because that would mean I didn't lose anything, except for time (but gotten a lot wiser in return). At the moment I'm feeling more as if even the slightest chance of it having worked would mean that I've lost the greatest thing ever, and I'll never be able to forgive myself...
4) I'm aware that writing about "the greatest woman ever" does seem to eclipse the fact that she was very demanding and high maintenance, often depressed, very leisurely and irresponsible and, oh yeah, did I mention that she cheated on me two months after buying a house together, and was completely devoid of any empathy about it?
5) Sooner or later I will have to stop using over-charged words like "greatest", "ever", "never", "forgive" and "myself" or I'll go mad.
6) Long post ahead. Full of contradiction, instability, selfpity and more. Be warned.
To RidingTheTide:
I wasn't aware I was writing about sex so much, but it doesn't surprise me. The 'sexual' thing really hurts me a lot, among other things. But I want to make something clear about myself, since I'm thinking you might get the wrong impression of me: I am ALL about love first, and I only know sex as part of a loving relationship. I really don't have/like one night stands because I don't feel comfortable making love to someone that I don't know through and through and have come to love. Sometimes I wish it was different, but it's the way I am.
When you said "...sex. I know, men just have to have it" all I could think was: well, I loved her so much that I respected her limits (she told me she had a problem with sex because she'd been abused sexually several times) and waited for months on end over a period of two years, that I made it a personal task NOT to pressure her and to wait patiently. I also kept reassuring her that she needn't be worried that I would go and 'look for it elsewhere'. That's just the way I was raised. You NEVER force yourself on a woman, and if she has hangups or hurtful issues then you take every precaution to make sure that she has the time to find safety and balance with you. And that's what I did.
And after a year of that she jumps every man she sees, and she tells me that I wasn't aggressive enough, not dominating enough... Mind you, if i DID try to initiate some physical intimacy that wasn't okay either because she felt that it would lead to more... You're damned if you do and you're damned if you don't I guess... But it does bug me that at times her healthy sex drive returned and often I wouldn't respond as I wished I had, and I just don't understand WHY. I loved her, I missed her, I wanted and needed sooo much to be close to her, but often I would turn HER down in return, and I'm really disappointed in myself because sometimes I could feel that I sort of did it to make her feel how she hurt me by not wanting to be intimate with me.. Stupid me... Turning her down like a stubborn child, hurt in my pride, instead of communicating with the woman I love... Like I said - and I know you tell me to stop beating myself up - I can't seem to forgive myself for being partly to blame for letting our relationship turn into a life without passion and intimacy; brother and sister, instead of lovers... Why did I do that? My god... It's only dawning on me now how guilty I feel for the demise of us... I am really really terrified that I drove her away... She was so sweet sometimes.
I'm afraid I'm driving you nuts with my wining, and I apologise. I can't keep on doing this, I know... And of course you will respond with "that's how HPDs work, donlimpio", but sometimes I think that's just because this happens to be the HPD forum - that taints your perception of her greatly. I wish I could travel the world, sit down with all of you and talk in depth about this, because it is often so two-sided. Yes, she cheated with a lot of extreme sex, after withholding it from me for a long time, but of course she had reasons for withholding, and maybe they were true. And maybe she just needed to get out of her dependency to me by breaking up HARD. Grrrrmbl. I hate this. I used to be so strong and wellcomposed and now I'm just falling apart
And I know that I will NEVER meet anyone like her again... Well, that's a red flag in itself: I'll never meet anyone who, like her, was like a movie-star, a rockstar or a princess, in real life.. Once again, everything has become so complicated: it was sooo wonderful to be around her, her rock-and-roll rebel attitude, her child-like freespiritedness... But then again, I had to pick up all the slack and do her work, so she would have the time to be 'free' and 'wild'. On some level I realise that she was, in all probability, impossible to live with, like a heroine addiction, but keeping the metaphor: boy did it feel great... Maybe it just sucks soooo hard that a HPD shows you how insanely wonderful life with her could be, but does not give it to you (or not exclusively), or makes it impossible to live with her...
Speaking of good women. Why do so many (non HPD) women take their good man for granted, go look for the more exciting "bad boy"-type that's obviously an abuser, and then cry out "where have all the good men gone"?
Okay.... Next.
To Santa Fe:
Wow. Incredible post. You and I are on the same level somewhat, at least regarding the balance you strike between emotions and science/psychology. I like that. Hopefully I'll be a bit better someday and be able to converse like that again. By the way, be as direct as you possibly can. I can take it, and I know that sometimes it takes tough love more than anything else.
Good point about irrational beliefs and cyclical thinking and emoting. Very much related to something I once said about positive learning vs. negative learning (also very interesting stuff - my therapist has me working on saying, thinking and acting the same thing - seems I do one thing, say another and think yet another thing). I do, almost literally, say to myself: since I gave and did everything and received worse than nothing, I must be worth $#%^. Pardon my french. That's how bad I feel.
On the other hand this phrase:
"if I had given just a little bit more or been a little bit better or different in some way, she would have loved me, treated me well, been faithful, made a wonderful spouse, mother and life partner."
is a bit of an eye-opener, in that it shows the absurdity of crying over having lost the "sweetest gentlest lover in the world", who is now snorting coke and screwing strangers in nightclub-bathrooms, at 29 years of age. Not really mother and wife material eh?
Interesting paragraph about hormones that stimulate strong bonding urges. I've always LIVED for my partner and for life with my partner. In fact, I have NEVER once initiated a break-up, staying together even in relationships that I was no longer convinced of. I know this touches other important issues (abandonment issues, codependency etc - plenty of subject matter for therapy) but it does give me hope and something to look forward to that I do possess a lot of desirable traits when it comes to maintaining a healthy relationship. Two of my former lovers have, come to think of it, years after we ended our relationship, admitted that they spent a really long time thinking how they would have loved to stay together with me, and still do sometimes now, even well into their new relationships. This gives my confidence about how I probably was a good partner in this relationship, after all. Mind you, at the time both of 'em thought the grass might be greener on the other side! They never cheated on me though. What a difference a respectful and clean breakup is. It still hurts like hell, but you can work your way through and you know it.
Your next paragraph about gaining confidence from testing. I literally told my ex even when we were still happy together, that I sometimes felt "tested", almost as if she needed to do 'bad things' to see if I would still stick around, in order to feel really safe that I would never leave her. I always chalked these down to her dependency and fear of abandonment, not to securing supply. I always DID endure her tests. Guess I just gave her affirmation that she could do whatever she wanted, and I'd stick around anyway. You also mention that HPDs create separate realities for each object. I often wondered how she could hang with the superficial emotionless yuppie-night club crowd and really blend in with the rich kids, and at the same time hang with the drum-circle hippies and not feel like a sham.
And on to your last paragraph, which touches on my greatest doubt: you say that nothing I would have done could change the fact that HPDs do not have reciprocal relationships etc.. Correct, and I follow you 100 percent. But the big catch is: yes, HPDs are like that. But I don't know if she IS a HPD... There's lots of red flags, that's for sure, and somehow if I'm reaaaaaally honest I have to say that I've seen all along that there was something a little off about her (yes, even besides the psych wards, the heroine at 13 years old, her reputation as the town tramp, the 10 year drug addiction

). But for the moment I'm so unstable that I sometimes think that maybe I'm just looking for an excuse for my driving her away... We having a saying here about throwing the dart first, and THEN moving the darts board so the dart is in the center, and that's what I fear sometimes. That I'm looking for a satisfactory explanation just so I can relieve myself of guilt or blame... Sigh. The mind boggles. On one hand I'm sure as hell, on the other I'm as unsure as I could be...
Thanks for your post mate, I'll be re-reading this one very often. And then, going for the longest post ever,
To MyWave:
Exercise! Got it. Got my running shoes but haven't started running yet. I can use ALL the help to survive right now, so those endorphins are more than welcome. Good idea.
Your words resonate with what I feel a great deal... It's just all so recognisable... Yes, it is SO exhausting to live with them... And even the breakup is exhausting. It's just one big rollercoaster, what with all the blameshifting and gaslighting, and the fact that in the emotional realm, you never have 100 percent scientific proof. It's more conviction than proof. The nasty thing is that the way you feel it was, is actually the really convoluted explanation for things, and the explanation where you blame the other for, well, let's be honest, practically EVERYTHING, while most of us victims tend to NOT want to put the blame on partners, preferring to see relationships as shared responsibilities (as they should be). Sigh... At least there won't be any more soul-crushing by her: she's completely convinced that I'm to blame and she hates my guts and has moved on without so much as the blink of an eye (after three years, another red flag if you ask me: 'real' people feel the burn when they get out of a yearlong relationship, even if they firmly decide to quit it themselves). As we speak she is partying the night away as she does 3 times a week.
I've ordered the 'emotional vampires' book, hopefully it'll be here soon! And yeah, there is a LOT of work rebuilding myself.
Okay, I'm a bit shorter now since I've written so much in reply to the previous two posts but all three of you have helped me move forward in your own ways. Thanks A LOT for that. You are making a change here, albeit in frustratingly small steps.
And thanks for reading.
Goodnight, Godbless
Donlimpio (causing a spike in internet traffic all by himself through writing such lenghty posts)