I'm new to this forum but already getting so much from it so I thought Id join up.
Ok: where to begin? We met a little over a year ago at my local swimming pool! Stunning foreign girl/lady. I wont mention countries. As in most initial bpd encounters we hit it off straight away. Incredible. Beautiful. Sexy. Stunning. Fun. Similar tastes. Humour. Everything. We met for coffee. Next day we were making out in the sauna at the pool. French kissing in front of others in the sauna. It was wild. And I knew it would be trouble...but I didnt care. She had a child. And no job. She had left the father of her 5 year old son and travelled with a girlfriend to my country with her child. Money ran out. The friend left to go back. Her ex, father of her child, followed her over and he moved back in with her. I knew this. She told me. But they werent sleeping together she said. And its true, they werent. Alarm bells were ringing. I didnt hear them.
I met her once at an internet cafe. She was skyping a guy when we had arranged to meet. Strange. Turns out he was some married German guy she had been having an affair with. I didnt care. She was 'mine'..she loved me. She was totally besotted with me. She told the German guy about me. She told her son's father about the German. This was manipulation by her because now I was really in the frame as her ex was moving out and no-one could pay her rent..So she 'suggested' I move into a new place with her and son and we share rent. I agreed. She had to go back to her country for Christmas. I later found out that she had gone on Xmas holidays with the German guy..She came back. I was worried. It was all happening too fast. i wasnt in a position to handle these responsibilities. Something was wrong!! But i was still there. I was with her. I had sympathy for her. But I didnt look for a flat or really help her as I was doubtful and so she had to move back to her home country. I felt guilty. She was virtually homeless and had no money. Many, many dramas ensued. I visited, we fought, we loved, it was as intense as anything I have ever been through. I wasnt really in love because there was so much at stake and I didnt move in with her. We contacted on msn all day every day. And skype. And facebook. I didnt really want her and I guess I wanted her to end it but she was still needing and clinging to me and she really was in a bad situation and I was afraid to end it.. I visited a few times since for a few weeks each time. The last time I went she didnt want me anymore. She had moved on. Things were getting better for her and she had a job now.
Of course although I hadnt wanted her before, now I really wanted her. A year after we had first met..I was/am now obsessed with her. Everything about her. Strange how things work...But I had decided to go away somewhere foreign to teach English. Of course she then missed me and we spent ages on msn after I had started travelling. She was full of empty promises saying she wanted me when I come back (in March) and that we would be together again.
I had been wondering about her for so long. What was wrong with her? I had googled 'Needy' and 'child abuse' because she had been beaten, as a child, by her mother ( who she understandably hates) and because she was needy and clingy and often said she felt 'empty' . I stumbled upon bpd and was intrigued. It fitted her description exactly. Incredible. She doesn't self-harm and isnt suicidal as far as I know but EVERYTHING else fits. Little things like 'shoplifting' as well as incredibly reckless driving. Child-like tendencies when being manipulative. Rage, which I encountered several times. Incredible rage, like a woman possessed. Unbelievable. I worry for her child. I love him. He must walk on eggshells. Her incredible moood swings. Her opinionated black-and-white thinking, Her incredible irresponsibility. Her sister was paralysed in a car crash, she was distraced because she was changing stations on the radio in the car. My ex when driving changes the radio station ALL the time, while her son is bouncing around in the back with no seat belt on. Her impulsive spending, her tendency to msn me after having a stomach ache after eating 20 chocolates. Her fear of intimacy and how she would shudder and look fearfully into my eyes and then push me away directly after orgasm, and not let me share that intimacy with her. It all fits. And theres lots more that I will share soon.
Anyway, we were contacting on msn and skype while I was travelling but I have since closed my accounts on facebook and skype and msn. Our only contact now is email and she hasnt replied for a few days. My last email to her was just saying that I needed to change things in my life when I get home and that it would not be a good idea for us to meet again and that I must stop fooling myself that there is ever any hope that we will have anything going for us again. Im starting to see sense. She hasnt emailed yet and I havent replied back again. And I really hope I can mange to not reply. Its tempting, I miss her, I think of her and her somewhat precarious situation (job finishing soon, child to support) but Im not going back. Im moving on. Im on the way. Its hard but its the start.
Any similar situations, advice, experience is welcome.
Thanx for reading.