Well, after 3 years of on again, off again gyrations, I left. Basically, we broke up ( for the kajillionth time) about two months ago when she was going thru a very crazy period where she tried to get pregnant without telling me. I truly thought we were done and I blocked her and stayed away. While we were apart I went to South America and had a great time. The problem is, we ended up getting back together about a week after that trip. Yeah, I know. Stupid me.
Well, I made a few female friends while I was there and made a couple of them my friends on facebook. She "discovered" them and went ballistic. She told me that I did not have the right to bring females into our relationship (while she brought guys in...yeah, right) and made my life a living hell for the past 4 weeks. I bent over backwards trying to apologize (for what, I don't know) including a Labor Day trip to Napa where she raged at me twice and brought up two of her old boyfriends during a dinner (two guys who were toxic to us for reasons I won't even mention here).
Well, the poop hit the fan this past week when she found out I texted "hey you" to a female friend in Florida I was supposed to have deleted from my life. I texted this one early evening when I was feeling down and needed a sanity check (I live in TX and had been avoiding any female friends here due to her insecurities---always compromising I was). Why did I need the sanity check? Well, earlier that day I brought her lunch and flowers to her work and we sat in the car and talked about her lack of career direction (yes, she changes careers yearly and never finished degree--she is 26). She asked me what I thought her issue was. I told her we only had 5 minutes before she had to go back and that it was probably best we talk about that later because she might not like my answer. Well, guess what? She insisted and I answered back that she had a victim mentality and was very gentle in a walking on eggshells kind of way like I have done so often. She raged at me and when I brought her back she jumped out of the car and did not even say "bye". Typical of her to set me up like that--no win.
Well, the next morning she came over and she started asking me if I wanted to be with her forever. I said yes, but her mood changes were tough to deal with. She then asked me why I texted the girl from FL. Turns out she put spyware on my phone. I told her I was just feeling down and that I had been feeling rather emotionally neglected lately. Well, she grabbed my phone and was trying to call the FL woman and I went to take the phone back--that is when she bit my hand. Yeha, she has been a raging lunatic the last 2 months, and her behavior has been rather weird in a trying to cover something up kind of way. Well, she left the apartment in a rage and called me a cheater. Later that day I texted her and she said "leave me alone forever" and I simply admitted to emotionally cheating on her because she was not giving me anything in that dept.
Truth be told, I had been emotionally cheating on her for about two months, ever since she started acting really kind of strange. I was finding that I needed some emotional support.
SO now I am a "cheater" in her eyes and she has painted me black. For the first time, I feel clarity. She has really gotten herself into debt with her old student loans, IRS, and broken down car and was leaning heavy on me for financial support to the tune of around $35,000.
In the end, I pulled away because I was being played. I don't like the idea that I cheated on her emotionally, and I probably should not have gone down to South America during our break up, but I feel it was me being true to myself. I have learned some good things form a great therapist over the past 6 months, and learning my boundaries has stuck with me.
I know we are done forever and I am ok with that. She really got abusive and the more I gave her the less she seemed to respect me.
I am writing this because I feel bad about being a "cheater" and I know she has a lot of problems she depended on me to solve. Classic case of a bottomless pit, however. I just had to leave. Now she is really, really pissed. She has accused me of everything bad, and not being a man of my word.
So...am I a jerk or was my departure overdue....looking back, I realize I should have just left 2 months ago but somehow I was in denial.
Any feedback and insight would be appreciated, especially into how a bpd reacts when the breakup is over "cheating" by the non.
Thanks!