by shimtie » Thu Jun 14, 2018 7:17 am
Well, I don't have the strength or time to give the full story of my angst filled relationship but I must say lurking this forum was cathartic as I realized I needed to let my girlfriend go.
We sort of knew each other for a few years but we were both otherwise committed to others. Yet there was a magnetic attraction and special one on one times. Of questionable propriety on her part (my SO was aware, not totally happy, but I told her what was up). Reflecting on this, I realize I was in a bad place; my existing relationship was already dead I was very alone and I was looking to her for things missing in that.
Anyway. As friends I saw the fascinating charming and fun side of her. Once we were both available, dating her I realized (as I already had suspected) that something was off. I'm sickened by the possibility that one of my motivations was to "help" her.
Even as friends, and moreso as we became a couple, I was very much a doormat. Before, when we were just friends, I felt I couldn't demand anything or complain about anything because I had hidden feelings for her (well, I did express some) that didn't seem appropriate between two attached persons.
Anyway. So. As a couple. There were a bunch of very unique and special things that happened between us. She's very creative. We had a creative and spiritual connection. Some shared interests. Although, not as shared as I thought. She seems to be exploring many activities and interests, and her interest in the shared activity diminished.
Also, as a couple, we started doing things in public more. And this is where I began to see a troubling pattern. VERY friendly, creating an "intimate" vibe with strangers, big hugs, over-the-top flirtatiousness. Walk into a bar, and her eyes are rolling all over the place examining everyone. Things failed to progress.
This is so very painful to say given the connection I thought we'd established but I'm just gonna blurt it out. She started going out a lot without including me, telling me what she'd been up to only after the fact. Dancing in bars at night. Drinking. She had initially given me the impression that she didn't drink much (which is my practice), but as I got closer to her I realized that she and her new friends are into it. She has a constantly shifting cast of characters in her life. Started mentioning her male harem in conversation in a way that made me uncomfortable/insecure.
Moods. Oh the moods. She would lay down on the ground in front of her apartment; later she gleefuly mentioned the reactions she gets when she acts like that. (GAH) Very interested in other's emotional reactions to her in general. Theatrical, yes very much so. You get where you wonder how much was an act vs. how much was real. Painful, painful.
I almost lost myself. Inconsistent in scheduling. Invalidating (she started deriding, ridiculing me in public and private). She'd suddenly be INTO IT and all happy if I asked her to something that would entertain her. But ignoring/rejection, in a rude way, if not. So I felt like I was just existing for her entertainment. This happened when I was out with her sometimes, too. It really stung because it's demeaning to be asked to be her clown when I thought she respected and appreciated me.
Other men. So many other men. She flirted with each and every penis she saw. She had this "mode" she'd go into, where she would seem so available and totally focused on a dude. I just had to wait it out until she was finished. I literally felt invisible sometimes; we sat in a cafe once and she spent the entire time talking to this one dude nearby that she knew, all gooey, touching him on his arm.
I was so disappointing, basically dissociating on the way home. It was ridiculously awkward. Speechless. I brought it up later and she was like, oh that was a long time ago.
Her admirers would yell from cars, wave, run up to her. If I met her around her work, it was a 50% chance that she'd be into it with some dude at her building, spilling his guts about his life or other non work related topics.
So I didn't feel good about myself a lot of the time in this short relationship (that felt longer since it transitioned from friendship), because I was resenting this behavior, while being madly attracted, and ultimately, in love with her for a bit.
There's got to be some deep seated reasons I was drawn to such an invalidating relationship. I do think that the occasional put-downs followed by intense "positive" intimate moments were disorienting in the EXACT same way as my relationship with my dad. Maybe I wanted to "win" it this time. So cliche I know.
I wouldn't have given this a chance if it was always bad. If it was always bad I would have avoid all this pain! Hah. There were times she was really there for me supporting me in tough personal moments.
But in the end I couldn't take the poison. She wasn't willing to look at herself and the connection between her words and behavior, and the way it affected me. After two or three conversations about stuff that was hurting me, she deflected and gave me . Believe me, I wasn't bitching constantly. It was more like, after being a doormat few a few years' on-off occasional contact as a friend, and a few months of dating, I started asserting myself, and all she could do was deflect deny minimize.
She did say I should "teach" her, and if I did so it would make her life better blah blah. (I think someone else on this forum had a similar experience). A couple days later she managed to sort of retract all that by saying something like, nice to see your relief getting all that off your chest. Heh, yah um that's not the point.
She often trivialized or negated my perceptions and attitudes about things. For example if I related a nice travel experience or my perception of a conversation with someone else. Or if I wanted to change something we were doing together, start a new activity, whatever. It would leave me speechless and closed down. I stopped wanting to share my life with her. Sad so sad. I could say so much more. This girl was real special to me and I wanted to make her my world. But that would be a very, very big self destructive mistake.
There was sarcasm and ridicule. Inconsistent communication. She said she wanted to improve on that (she did temporarily then back to the usual).
She may not be over the Ex. She kept communicating with him (and at least a few other guys) during this time.
Incapable of having a serious conversation about anything. She would either make jokes/trivialize so the convo couldn't happen or get spitefully hateful and withdrawing. Impossible to know whether she was serious about anything.
I got the impression that the early good times were "as good as it gets" and it would be push/pull inconsistent behavior, other men involved etc. ad infinitum. Because of her history (she clearly did it with the previous BF too).
Odd thing is in the midst of this, she was talking about going on trips with me and hinting at moving in together. I think she has absolutely no clue what a healthy relationship is. I would NEVER move in with someone in this state of affairs.
Ultimately I realized things just couldn't progress. I'm sure I wasn't perfect but I don't think she has what it takes to create a safe secure fun healthy relationship, as much as she says she wants those things. I broke up with her recently. I didn't relish it but it was affecting my own mental health and I want to live and grow. Sometimes going home after seeing her, I felt reeeeal bad and hopeless (I won't get into the details).