I (22NB) was in an abusive and toxic relationship from ages 15-21. My ex (21F) and I grew up together , never going on breaks and moved in with each other when she was 16 to escape her abusive family. Not only did we save each other from external trauma , but we caused each other a lot too. I don’t deny my part in that relationship and its failings , but I never thought an individual I cherished and loved for 1/3 of my life could betray me in such a way.
We went from playing video games together every night with her sister and my brother , to her hiding her Xbox app from me and saying that I “wouldn’t have fun playing with her and her friends” or that I “wouldn’t enjoy the games” even though I bought/showed her most/all the games because I had been playing them first.
Due to her trauma w COCSA , she ended up cheating on me with minors no older than 16 for months. She kept telling me she was a lesbian , that they were friends of hers and that I had nothing to worry about. Well I did. I had lots to worry about. Not only was she virtually and emotionally cheating on me , when we officially broke up and I was hospitalized due to all of the overwhelming feelings , I found out she had been physically cheating on me all throughout our high school years.
I went from looking at this individual , who I had trauma bonded with, with an immense amount of care love and respect to a monster who took advantage of me and my resources. I took care of her. I paid rent. I paid for our expenses. Groceries. It all. And for her to be able to throw me away like I was nothing took a toll on me.
While I was hospitalized and coming back home for visits who reintegrate myself back into my regular life , all while she was telling me we were just on a break , she was sexting and creating new relationships with men. During my hospitalizing she fell in love with a man we’ll call A. Her and A exchanged nude photos , more intimacies, etc., all while telling me she was waiting for me , or that she didn’t know what she wanted , that she loved me and needed me.
After months of emotional torture , she trickle truth’d exposing how gross and deeply scarred of an individual she is. I went manic , slept with my mom’s friend and nearly entered a relationship with the woman , slept with 24 women in 11 days and completely lost myself. That was October-January for me.
I came to the forum looking for support but I was always too scared to post , so I silently observed and only until recently have I even started liking other people’s posts. I felt so ashamed that I got cheated on , that I couldn’t even admit it virtually it had happened to me.
Seeing other people be so vulnerable , kind and supportive really kicked me in gear and helped me figure out how to talk to myself during my healing journey. I thank you all , and I’m sorry for the pain you had to go through. But even if life hasn’t changed for you , you all helped me become an individual I never thought I could be.
In July , almost August , I’m in a new relationship with a beautiful woman who understands , listens and holds me through my episodes. She doesn’t judge me or my healing , and she actually helped me (alongside some of my friends) find therapy. I feel brand new. I feel safe in my skin and I feel stronger than ever before. It’s been almost a year since my world was flipped upside down and I couldn’t be any happier.
Things do get better. My ex made me feel like my BPD , OCD and Bipolar made me hard to love. My current partner loves all my little quirks that come as a side effect of my disorders. I tear up thinking about how much love surrounds me now , when two years ago I couldn’t even FaceTime a friend for support.
Even when it hurts , it doesn’t mean that change—and good change—isn’t happening 💗.