
SterileMoth
Who knows man
- Jul 9, 2020
- 74
This is stupid but it's not totally related to ctb so lm here? I apologize if I should not be. I'm also sorry if this is rambly and a little incoherent, putting everything into words in a consis manner is difficult.
I miss my ex fiance so much. I hate it. I hate it. He stonewalled me and pressured me into sex and manipulated me and slowly cut me off from many of my friends then complained I didn't go out enough. I hate going out with his friends, they were the kind who are "always right", the kind who would regularly make sexual comments towards me, and my ex would always ignore me when we were with them. I was arm candy. I felt incredibly uncomfortable with them and would drink myself into a stupor everytime I was with them, just so I'd feel less anxious and uncomfortable. I told him about this multiple times.
Hed ignore me if I wore clothes he didn't like, if I refused to grab him HIS clothing in the morning, if I didn't bring him breakfast in bed. He stonewalled me to get his way. He proposed to me 1 year ago and broke up with me 2 weeks before its anniversary, completely out of no where. I'd get him his drinks, get him food, get him his phone that was across the room, or he'd throw a fit. He never said sorry first even if it was his fault, and when he did he'd say "I'm sorry im a piece of shit I hate myself I do everything wrong" OR he'd say "I'm sorry you feel that way."
When he was mad or sad he would ignore me and it was up to me to figure out which because he would not tell me. When I was sad and ignored him he'd throw a fit and leave the house. I spent hours trying to get him to talk to me when he ignored me, and sometimes he'd just leave then too.
He berated me when I told him I might go get admitted to the hospital, that i told my parents and they hid anything they thought could be a danger to me. He got mad at me for telling him i was taking steps to look after myself, claimed i was putting it all on him again, then broke up with me.
There was so much wrong with it, I constantly had to compete for attention and I rarely got affection in return. I liked saying goodbye to him before he left for work, standing up and giving him a hug. He wouldn't even get up for me. In fact, many times he made me get up before he did so I'd make him breakfast and bring him clothes, hed push me out of the bed and poke me in the ribs till I did. The few times I asked him for help getting ready before work he ignored me and would roll over to sleep more. I didn't even get a hug goodbye.
Why does it hurt so much. Why do I miss him so much. The first year of our relationship was great and after that he started flaking on all the dates I had planned for us, stonewalling, manipulating ... why does it hurt so much when 2 years of it was just one sided and abusive. I don't want to care about him anymore. I don't want to worry about him anymore. I wish so badly that he would come back, that he'd realize what he lost. But apparently when he proposed he decided to because I had just got on antidepressants, he thought that would "fix everything" and I'd be like a neurotypical person. He never really loved me and it hurts so much because I gave him everything I had. I wish so hard for things to be different. I wish so hard he was still here. I feel like if I hadn't opened my mouth he'd be here, but all I was doing was establishing boundaries and trying to communicate. If he didn't like that then he didn't like me and he didn't want something healthy. I don't know. Maybe it hurts more because it was my last hope before I ctb. Our relationship was the only thing keeping me here at that point, and he left. He broke his promises. I'm stuck here broken as ever now, while he gets to live his life.
In a spiteful way, I hope when I ctb that he regrets it, that he finally understands what he put me through, that it hurts him the way hes hurt me the past few years. It's not my only reason, I've delved into that a bit in other posts. All the friends I've mentioned ctb to seem to think it's just him. Yes that is a part of it, and the pain from it encourages me to go through with it, but I've thought about it much longer than the breakup has been. I just fucking miss him. I hate him for doing this. I hate him for lying and using me. I hate him for not putting any fucking effort into the relationship other than a fancy dinner every 6 months. But I love him so much.
Whatever.
Once I'm gone he really will have what he wanted. "A fresh start."
If anyone was advice on how to stop caring about a person, that would be great. Every photo hes posted of himself I look at and he isn't happy. I'm worried. I don't want to care. I wish I could just forget.
I miss my ex fiance so much. I hate it. I hate it. He stonewalled me and pressured me into sex and manipulated me and slowly cut me off from many of my friends then complained I didn't go out enough. I hate going out with his friends, they were the kind who are "always right", the kind who would regularly make sexual comments towards me, and my ex would always ignore me when we were with them. I was arm candy. I felt incredibly uncomfortable with them and would drink myself into a stupor everytime I was with them, just so I'd feel less anxious and uncomfortable. I told him about this multiple times.
Hed ignore me if I wore clothes he didn't like, if I refused to grab him HIS clothing in the morning, if I didn't bring him breakfast in bed. He stonewalled me to get his way. He proposed to me 1 year ago and broke up with me 2 weeks before its anniversary, completely out of no where. I'd get him his drinks, get him food, get him his phone that was across the room, or he'd throw a fit. He never said sorry first even if it was his fault, and when he did he'd say "I'm sorry im a piece of shit I hate myself I do everything wrong" OR he'd say "I'm sorry you feel that way."
When he was mad or sad he would ignore me and it was up to me to figure out which because he would not tell me. When I was sad and ignored him he'd throw a fit and leave the house. I spent hours trying to get him to talk to me when he ignored me, and sometimes he'd just leave then too.
He berated me when I told him I might go get admitted to the hospital, that i told my parents and they hid anything they thought could be a danger to me. He got mad at me for telling him i was taking steps to look after myself, claimed i was putting it all on him again, then broke up with me.
There was so much wrong with it, I constantly had to compete for attention and I rarely got affection in return. I liked saying goodbye to him before he left for work, standing up and giving him a hug. He wouldn't even get up for me. In fact, many times he made me get up before he did so I'd make him breakfast and bring him clothes, hed push me out of the bed and poke me in the ribs till I did. The few times I asked him for help getting ready before work he ignored me and would roll over to sleep more. I didn't even get a hug goodbye.
Why does it hurt so much. Why do I miss him so much. The first year of our relationship was great and after that he started flaking on all the dates I had planned for us, stonewalling, manipulating ... why does it hurt so much when 2 years of it was just one sided and abusive. I don't want to care about him anymore. I don't want to worry about him anymore. I wish so badly that he would come back, that he'd realize what he lost. But apparently when he proposed he decided to because I had just got on antidepressants, he thought that would "fix everything" and I'd be like a neurotypical person. He never really loved me and it hurts so much because I gave him everything I had. I wish so hard for things to be different. I wish so hard he was still here. I feel like if I hadn't opened my mouth he'd be here, but all I was doing was establishing boundaries and trying to communicate. If he didn't like that then he didn't like me and he didn't want something healthy. I don't know. Maybe it hurts more because it was my last hope before I ctb. Our relationship was the only thing keeping me here at that point, and he left. He broke his promises. I'm stuck here broken as ever now, while he gets to live his life.
In a spiteful way, I hope when I ctb that he regrets it, that he finally understands what he put me through, that it hurts him the way hes hurt me the past few years. It's not my only reason, I've delved into that a bit in other posts. All the friends I've mentioned ctb to seem to think it's just him. Yes that is a part of it, and the pain from it encourages me to go through with it, but I've thought about it much longer than the breakup has been. I just fucking miss him. I hate him for doing this. I hate him for lying and using me. I hate him for not putting any fucking effort into the relationship other than a fancy dinner every 6 months. But I love him so much.
Whatever.
Once I'm gone he really will have what he wanted. "A fresh start."
If anyone was advice on how to stop caring about a person, that would be great. Every photo hes posted of himself I look at and he isn't happy. I'm worried. I don't want to care. I wish I could just forget.