June 27, 2012
I don’t even know where to begin with my now ex-girlfriend. Let’s just call her “M”. As with most of you, the relationship probably started out fairly tame. Within a few months, I began to see some red flags. The constant texts and phone calls. If something came up and I had to change plans she would cry and go ballistic…saying things like “I can’t trust you anymore!”. She would often pout from not getting her way or if I upset her I would receive the classic “Goodnight!” text. It seemed like every day there was something she was upset about. Then things really started to get bad. She began hitting and slapping when we would fight. Screaming at the top of her lungs at me. Putting my job down, my car, my intellect. After a while I tried breaking things off with her but she would threaten to kill herself if I left. One time she took my keys and wallet and barricaded herself in front of the door and wouldn’t let me leave. She then proceeded to tell me she was going to kill herself and started running towards the nearest intersection. I called 911 because I was scared for her safety. Of course her parents hated me after this event. Apparently they don’t take her threats seriously? Anyway, the fights kept getting worse and worse. I was coming to the end of my breaking point and began lashing out more angrily as well. I saw a level of anger in me I’ve never seen before. I never hit her but I did scream and her to “get out of my life!!”. Things of that nature. What’s really sad is I still miss her and think of the good times we had together. I truly cared for this woman. Had we gotten along and she not been crazy we would have had a great relationship.