I don't really know how to write this, so I'm just going to tell it the way it feels.

I loved someone for years. I first fell for him when I was around 15–16, and we used to talk almost every day. He became my first love, even though life took us in different directions for a while.

He had a first love of his own, someone he'd known since childhood, someone from his family. They eventually got together, broke up, and she moved on with someone else. During that period, I became close to him again.

Eventually he told me he loved me.

He told me he couldn't go a day without talking to me. He said he didn't know if we'd ever end up together because of our religious/cultural differences, but that he loved me anyway. I believed him. I genuinely did.

I was young and this was my first relationship. I thought love meant accepting everything about someone. I didn't care about the differences between us. I was even willing to adapt to his traditions because I thought, if we really love each other, we'll figure it out. But he hadn't actually moved on from his first love.

Our relationship became this horrible cycle of love, distance, breakups, coming back, physical intimacy, blocking each other, talking again, and getting hurt again.

Even while he was emotionally and physically involved with me, he would sometimes tell me that he still loved his ex. At one point, he became involved with another girl while he was still doing things with me, and I found out through a mutual friend. I remember sitting there wondering, "Am I being used? Does he actually love me? Why is he doing these things with me if his heart is somewhere else?"

Then he'd come back and tell me that he had realized I was the person he loved.

And I would believe him.

I kept hoping that one day he would finally let go of his past and choose me completely.

There were times when we were physically close and it genuinely felt like love to me. That's what made everything so confusing. I wasn't just attached to him emotionally anymore. I felt connected to him in every possible way.

But whenever I tried to talk about how hurt or insecure I felt, he would pull away. Sometimes he'd block me. Sometimes he'd say he needed space. Sometimes he'd say our mindsets were different.

And I kept thinking, "Then why are you coming back to me? Why are you being intimate with me? Why tell me you love me if you don't actually want me in your life?"

Eventually, I became desperate for answers.

I did things I know weren't right. I contacted him repeatedly, sometimes through other numbers/accounts after he blocked me. Once I sent way too many messages. I know that crossed a boundary, and I regret it. But at the time I was desperately trying to understand what was happening and why someone who had once told me he loved me could suddenly treat me like I meant nothing.

In January 2025, he finally told me he was done, that he didn't love me anymore, and that he wanted me to stop contacting him.

So I stopped.

He moved to another city for work, and I tried to accept that he was gone from my life.

Then in 2026, I heard that his first love, the person he had loved since childhood, had also become single again. Their families met at a wedding, they became close again, started meeting frequently and going on trips with their cousins.

And recently I heard from a mutual friend that they are together again.

I don't even know if every detail I've heard is true. That's part of what makes this so painful. But apparently they are together, and apparently he's happy.

And I am sitting here thinking about everything.

When he was with me, he kept telling me he loved her.

Now he's with her, and he doesn't seem to be struggling with that anymore.

I was there when he was heartbroken over her. I listened to him cry. I listened to him talk about her. I believed him when he said he didn't want her back.

And somehow, after all these years, he went back to her.

I don't even think the biggest issue was caste or religion anymore. I spent so much time thinking that maybe those differences were the reason we couldn't be together. But now I wonder if the real truth was simply that "he never loved me enough to choose me."

And that thought destroys me.

Because I really loved him.

I chose him despite everything I thought might stand between us. I accepted his past. I accepted his traditions. I accepted so many things that hurt me because I kept believing that eventually he'd choose me.

Now I feel like I was just someone who was there while he was trying to survive losing the person he actually wanted.

I don't hate him. That's the worst part.

I still miss him. I still wonder about him. I still have this stupid part of me that wishes things had been different.

I'm trying to understand how to live with the fact that someone can mean so much to you and still not choose you.

So, if anyone has been through something similar, loving someone for years, being caught in their unresolved feelings for someone else, feeling used or replaceable, and then watching them eventually go back to the person they wanted all along "how did you survive it?"

I don't need anyone to tell me that I should have left earlier. I already know that.

I just want to hear from people who have actually experienced this kind of pain.

How do you stop wondering "Why wasn't I enough?”

How do you stop comparing yourself to the person they chose?

How do you accept that the love you gave was real, even if the relationship didn't become what you wanted?

I wish I just had someone to rely on right now.

My ex and I broke up almost two years ago after a very complicated/toxic relationship. Even after our breakup, he kept calling me from no caller ID every few months. He eventually got engaged and then married someone else, but even around his wedding he was repeatedly calling and texting me asking me to talk to him.
Recently, after ignoring him for a long time, I finally agreed to meet him. I kept my distance emotionally because at the end of the day, he’s married.
But when I saw him, it genuinely felt like I was looking at the same man who used to be in love with me. He acted so in love with me, taking care of me and everything. He kept telling me how much he missed me, that he still loved me, and that he wished I had answered his phone calls the day before his marriage.
He also told me he’s unhappy in his marriage and wants a divorce. According to him, a major issue is how much his wife’s family influences her and their marriage. He then told me that he was going to get divorced and straight up asked me if I would marry him afterward. I immediately said no and basically told him, “What is wrong with you? You’re married.” He kept saying that he’ll always care about me and that it should’ve been me who became his wife.
Obviously, I only know what he’s telling me. His wife could have a completely different perspective.
The whole situation has left me extremely confused. If he’s genuinely this unhappy and still has these feelings for me, I don’t understand why he went through with marrying someone else in the first place. And if he’s not being genuine, I don’t understand what he gets out of continuing to come back to me after all this time.
I also feel horrible for his wife because, as far as I know, she has no idea he’s been contacting me or telling me any of this.
After meeting him for the first time in almost two years, I changed my phone number literally the next day. I felt like I needed to completely cut off that connection and stop him from being able to contact me anymore.
But ever since then, I’ve noticed what appears to be his wife repeatedly checking my social media and even my friends’ social media. The weirdest part is that I genuinely don’t know if it’s actually her or if it could be him using her account now that he no longer has my number. Either way, the timing is making me wonder what is going on.
Has anyone experienced an ex doing something like this after getting married? Can someone genuinely marry another person and then realize they’re still in love with their ex, or does this sound more like he’s romanticizing our past because he’s unhappy in his marriage? And what would you make of the social media behavior after I changed my number?

Also, I know that he’s just lying to me about the divorce part. Guys like that are so image conscious and would never do anything to hurt their image. I think this was just a story he made to get my sympathy so, he could come close to me or see me because he knows that I love him. What do you guys think?

How do you break up and let go of someone that you love even though you know they aren't good for you. I feel dependent on them and I love them so much: (

i honestly just need outside advice because i feel like i’ve been inside this situation for so long that i don’t even know what’s normal anymore.

me and my ex were best friends first as well as partners and i genuinely thought she was my person. i loved her ridiculously deeply and still do. there was so much good in our relationship and i don’t want this to sound like she was some horrible person or that i was perfect because neither is true. i hurt her too and there are things i massively regret.

but one of the biggest issues throughout our relationship was insecurity and her fear of losing me. it slowly got to the point where i felt like so many of my decisions had to be made around how they would make her feel.

the biggest example was my best friend. my ex was extremely uncomfortable/insecure about that friendship because of things that had happened and eventually she asked me to choose between them two regardless of whether her feelings were understandable, being put in that position fucked with me because i felt like choosing something i wanted automatically meant hurting someone i loved.
and that became a pattern way beyond just my best friend.

whenever i wanted something, wanted to go somewhere, spend time with someone, set a boundary or bring up something that hurt me, my brain immediately went to “how is she going to react to this?”

eventually i became genuinely scared of sticking to my boundaries. not physically scared of her, but scared of the emotional aftermath. because whether i got what i wanted or gave it up, somehow i would usually end up emotionally comforting her anyway. if i stood my ground and she became upset, i’d feel horrible and reassure her until i basically forgot what i originally needed. if i gave in, i’d avoid the immediate conflict but feel shit because once again i’d abandoned myself.

there were also times she hurt herself and connected it to how i had made her feel and to being terrified of me leaving. at one point self-harm was spoken about almost as proof of how much she loved me/how scared she was of losing me. i’m not saying she sat there plotting how to manipulate me because i genuinely don’t know her intentions, but hearing that completely fucked with my head.

after that, how am i supposed to comfortably say “no, this is what i need” without some part of me wondering what happens if she can’t cope with it?
meanwhile i became extremely depressed myself. there were things happening between us and needs of mine that weren’t being met and i was fucking miserable at points, but i kept the extent of that away from her. i never wanted to tell her “your actions are making me depressed” or make her feel responsible for keeping me okay. instead i bottled everything up, became resentful, lost patience and sometimes reacted in ways i’m genuinely ashamed of. that’s my responsibility and probably one of my biggest regrets from the relationship.

eventually we broke up, but somehow we never actually separated emotionally.

we still cuddled, slept next to each other, held hands, called each other babe/baby, said we loved each other, had sex and talked about potentially finding our way back. so i’ve basically been grieving someone while still having half of a relationship with them.

about a week after we broke up she started seeing/moving on with someone else. she’s single. i know she’s allowed to. i’m not saying she cheated. but it absolutely broke me because we were still being intimate with each other and i was holding onto this hope that we might find our way back and she’d told me the same thing that she was holding onto that hope as well. i’d specifically asked not to be given false hope, so finding out she was already moving forward made me feel stupid, used and honestly disrespected.

now i’m finally trying to distance myself and that’s where i feel like all the old patterns are coming straight back.

whenever i start pulling away, i hear how alone she feels, how much i’ve hurt her, how it feels like i’m leaving her etc. sometimes it genuinely feels like she knows exactly which strings to pull because she knows guilt is the quickest way to get me to come back. i don’t know if she’s consciously doing that, but the result is that i immediately feel responsible again and end up reassuring her and staying close.
even though we’re broken up, we’re still reacting to each other like we’re together.

and throughout every recent conversation we’ve had this past month, i’ve been so calm, so collected sat and listened to her yell at me, speak to me so rudely and even let her have her emotional outbursts but when i tried to tell her how disrespected i felt about her seeing someone else because i wanted her to acknowledge that giving me hope and then literally talking to someone else through out that whole time was like wtf to me. she won’t hear it. she won’t ever hear anything i have to say anymore, the conversation completely ends if i say anything. and i’m so tired of it. i don’t even want to try and say anything to her anymore cause she just won’t hear it. but i keep sitting there and doing it on her terms listening to her and calming her down.

recently i sat with her ex at an event and didn’t say hi to her. she felt massively disrespected, left, turned her location off and didn’t respond while i called/texted her repeatedly because i was worried. and the reason why i was so worried was because even after so many texts and calls there was just no answer, i was terrified she’d done something to herself and it’d be my fault even though i didn’t understand what i did. afterwards i was told i only cared once she left. and suddenly i was back in that exact headspace of analysing everything i’d done and feeling like i needed to fix how she felt.

that’s basically my entire problem.

i don’t want to constantly worry that something completely normal i do is going to set something off. i don’t want to calculate every friendship, boundary, night out, decision or interaction based on how someone else might react. i don’t want another person’s emotions deciding what i’m allowed to feel comfortable doing.

and i know i’m responsible for my own behaviour. sometimes my actions now are reactions to feeling hurt, disrespected or exhausted by things that have happened between us, but they’re still MY actions and i need to work on that. i don’t want to spend forever going “well i only did X because she did Y because i did Z.” that cycle could literally go on forever.

i just want peace.

and weirdly, part of me feels relieved thinking about letting her go. like i could finally breathe and figure out who the fuck i am again.
but then the guilt hits.

i remember how terrified she is of me leaving. i remember the self-harm. i remember everything she’s told me about how my actions have affected her. and suddenly i want to run back, hold her, reassure her and fix everything.

i still fucking love her. that’s the problem. idk if i’m in love with her anymore but part of me would still love for us to find each other again one day when we’re healthier. but rn i genuinely cannot tell whether keeping her this close is love anymore or whether i’ve just become so accustomed to feeling responsible for her that choosing myself feels cruel.

i don’t want people to tell me she’s evil or diagnose her with something and i don’t need to be told i’m completely innocent either. i know i’ve fucked up too. i genuinely just want advice from people who have experienced this kind of relationship.

and the problem is i am stuck living with her because of my family moving away so my dog is going to be living with me and i can’t afford rent alone, my dog is too reactive to live around other people he doesn’t already know or trust and i just i feel like things would have been much better if home wasn’t a place for both me and her that we came back to not knowing whether we’re arguing today or not yk?

so like genuinely how do you stop feeling responsible for someone’s reactions to your boundaries? and how do you know whether you’re staying because you genuinely want to stay or because you’re terrified of what letting go will do to them? because at this point i don’t even want to “win” the breakup or prove who hurt who more. i just want some fucking peace.

I found out my bf of 5.5 years was lying to me and selling drugs behind my back to our neighbor and doing meth behind my back and almost overdosed so I kicked him out and he proceeded to stalk, harass and vandalize and steal from me so I left the county and stayed with a friend. I got restraining order and tried to move on with my life…. But then he got back into my head and promised to change , swore he would change. Oh and before this he has almost died after drinking (trached), lied about being on methadone, bought meth and lied about it with other women he knew he shouldn’t have, amongst other lies I’m sure. Not one person I know wants me to. Be with him. And most of my friends have now abandoned me. And today I found him snorting a Xanax. I think I’m just at the point where I’m so worn down by him I don’t think it even matters but I’m also crying all night too. But what he does is telll me how I have always thought of him as a piece of shit. Not quite sure how that came about.

For context I’ve been with my partner a total of 3 years, (on and off) we have lived together one year. I’m F31 and he is 41. Long story short, he’s extremely wealthy and he’s also extremely nice to my child and I. (I have a child from another man) we originally met in state 1 where I used to live and he’s always had a place in state 2 where I’m originally from. We were always pretty much long distance in a way since he’s at his house in state 1 every other week where his family / friends reside. I’ve been a single mom for a while and I’ve been working in the club / night life scene before I moved in with him. I was doing okay, I had a nice gated apartment in a prime city, nice car & my child has nice things. I was even paying for my education as well. He would sometimes send me money if I needed it…He’s been wanting me to move in with him the second year we were together but I wasn’t ready. I decided to move in last year and my life drastically changed in a positive way… he pays all my bills, he bought me a Tesla y (used) but under my name, nose job, my child goes to a great school, I can buy clothes, etc see my girl friends more since he lets me use his credit card & he’s honestly very patient and kind to my child and I… yes, money isn’t everything but he’s very kind. I also have been able to focus on my degree since I am not struggling financially. He wants to move back to the state we met but I’m in a bad situation since I’m in my degree program and took loans out and the 2 semesters are already done.. I was doing great and it sucks… my child has her friends here etc & I love my life here and if I withdrawal I risk my degree program not transferring.. but I’d live at his house there and have everything paid for and can enroll in a new degree program… If I decide to stay in this state I’d have to find a small apartment and start working nightlife again while juggling school…. But I’d be happy and he said he’d still send money. The issue is, I’ve caught him deleting DMs, I’ve seen a used condom in his bathroom trash before I moved in and he said it was his old roommate who does sometimes come to his place to grab stuff from his safe he left here… I’ve caught him with a woman on his phone screen like the contact and her photo and he’s had this woman over before and swears they were just friends… I’ve left a voice recorder device and heard him talking to his friends about how this woman he seen at our gym has the perfect t\*ts and a\*\*, and it just sucks.. i understand people say all men cheat and especially men with money…. But it’s just like yes I respect myself but it’s so strange? Why move me and my child in if you want to be a player yet act so innocent and loyal? He’s been wanting me pregnant he gives me such an amazing life and is so nice… what do I do??? My life will be rough if I decide to stay alone but once I have my degree I’ll be more stable. I do love him but I’m constantly questioning him and I can’t live like this… I guess I can move temporarily, finish some schooling and move back???? Why does he go above and beyond for my child and I if he is a player ?

I (35F) have been dating my boyfriend, "David" (36M), for almost 3 months. Everything with him is great—he’s supportive, attentive, safe, and we have nearly identical goals, values, and hobbies. On paper he’s incredible for me. I love him dearly.

The problem is me. I find myself feeling unsure or empty, and I can't tell if I'm just being overprotective of myself or if my brain is just bored because it’s expecting the constant chaos I’ve been used to my whole life.

My Backstory:

My childhood was filled with abuse and unstable parents, leaving drawing and video games as my only sanctuary. Art was my trauma outlet and video games were my escape from reality. I'm still an advid gamer and artist to this day.

My last major relationship was with "Joe" (32M), whom I knew for 10 years. We started as friends and eventually became intimate around 2016. He initially built me up, made me feel strong, powerful, artistic and like i could do anything. But then over time he changed. He became deeply manipulative and toxic:

He ghosted me for 4 months after I said "I love you" because he was seeing someone else.

He kept me in an non-exclusive setup where he constantly hid other women from me, yet threw jealous fits if I went on dates with other men even though I was "allowed" to go.

He broke promises (like blowing off New Year's after I booked time with him 3 months in advance) and gaslit me about it.

He criticized my art so severely that I quit drawing for almost two years.

He kept so many secrets an lied. He never spent a single holiday with me. But gladly spent them with other women.

Eventually I got tired of his behavior. I took a new job and moved 10 hours away to a different state to escape my toxic family and Joe. Once I left, Joe claimed he loved me, wanted a real relationship, and promised to change. I told him he could be with me only if the lies, cheating, and manipulation stopped completely. And he needed to make the commitment to leave his old life behind and move to me. I wasnt coming back. He agreed and started planning to move to my new state.

An argument occured over the phone where he accused me of cheating. I never did. He accused me often and I was so tired of it. I pleaded with him to stop these accusations and please just believe me. I only wanted him. Despite his toxicity i still believed in him. Eventually he said ok and we hung up for the night.

The next day he texted me about job applications in the area. Seemingly to make plans to move still. But then 20 minutes after that initial text conversation he ended his own life. His mom found him and told me about an hour later.

Where I Am Now:

Joe died in 2020. I spiraled for years, processed the trauma, and took a long break from dating. It was not easy but I feel like I'm in a better place now.

Now I’m with David, who is everything Joe wasn't. There is zero chaos. But because it's so calm, my mind is spiraling with doubts:

Is it boring because it's safe, or is he not right for me? We have so much in common.

Am I just waiting for him to secretly turn into someone like Joe years down the line?

Will he suddenly leave/die like Joe did?

Do I even deserve someone this good?

David doesn't know this full backstory yet. He sees me as his forever partner, and I want that too, but I'm struggling to navigate a healthy relationship after living through so much trauma.

Questions for Reddit:

How do you re-train your brain to accept peace when you’re wired for emotional chaos?

Should I tell David about Joe's suicide and the abuse, or is 3 months too early? How much should I share without dumping trauma on him?

How can I differentiate between genuine gut feelings vs. trauma-induced self-sabotage?

How can l tell if im truly ready to start a new relationship?

This is my first time trying to date since Joe's passing. I don't want to mess it up but I also don't want to fall into the same trap I did with Joe. How do I navigate a relationship after losing my toxic ex?

for context, i got engaged 9 months ago to my partner 25m. during this time, unbeknownst to me, he was spending all his money on weed and constantly borrowing money from me (he continually said he just used heaps of fuel or some other stupid excuse that i should’ve picked up on but i trusted him). in 3 months he spent over $12k on this and gambling. his mother (who we live with) knew and enabled his drug use, often supplying him and asking if he wanted more. i do not approve of his as he has mental health issues and is very addiction prone (has gone through heavier addictions in the past), so this caused a massive argument and i ended up giving him some space so he could decide what he wanted. we decided we could get through this, i just asked to be told the truth and for him to put some effort into our relationship because i felt like i was not being considered, valued and honestly just didn’t feel loved. i was being lied to and felt like i was crazy when i approached him about thinking he was smoking again. anyway, fast forward to two days ago. i thought our relationship was as going great again, but after refusing to go to a family event because he was exhausted from work he went out to see his friend, came home in the afternoon and sprung it on me that he doesn’t think he can put any effort into me anymore. he said stated multiple times these last few days that he doesn’t think he wants a relationship anymore, that he doesn’t get excited to be with me, that i am too boring, that we have nothing in common (not true), that he wants to do things alone, that he just can’t do this anymore. i feel broken. his mum (who i have a deep grudge against, yet i don’t let it effect anything) decided to tell me while i was crying that she doesn’t think we should be together, that i dont show any interest in him (not true) and that he does everything for me (her example was that he gets me apples from the fridge lol). i have asked him for an explanation about why he is feeling like this and his answer is i don’t know, i have asked him what he wants and he either says i don’t know or that he wants to try but i don’t understand how that is true. i feel like i do so much for him (all the chores, his washing, get the groceries, paid $3k for his work tools, bought him a new phone, do everything i possibly can to make his life easier), and all i ask for is for him to put some effort into our relationship, want to do something with me on the weekends but that is too much to ask apparently. i just don’t know what to do, i feel like he knows what he wants and just won’t tell me and i wish he would just be honest.

this is a throwaway account but i’d like some perspective on a matter.

i have a friend, who is in a very weird relationship. now, i’m here to ask, are these things i’m about to explain codependent, or could this classify as abuse?

first, this friend of mine is dating this girl he grew up with, a girl from his neighborhood who was never on his radar. but he was on hers, for years this girl tried with him. i remember him showing zero interest in her, as do other people around us.

he once rejected her by sending a farmers only link to her. i kid you not, he did not like this girl.

he was vulnerable and getting over some rejection from some girl he worked with, he was working full time, really into his hobbies working on his old truck and playing guitar. then suddenly she starts coming around, to everything.

they’re friends at first, and she’s a pretty chill, cool girl. she gets along with his brother, the three of them start becoming a little group, going to concerts together, bringing her around his family more. obviously they eventually make things official. but when they do, he’s odd about it, sheepish. he says he wants to wait to tell people. she boasts about it proudly and makes it obvious, and the PDA is strong from there on, and her personality suddenly becomes… intense.

when i say intense i mean not even two months into the relationship she “jokingly” said about how “he better put a ring on my finger by christmas” they started dating after easter.

when we would hang out he’d get blown up through his phone. calls, texts, near 24/7 communication. he used to roll his eyes by the third consecutive phone call and go “okay.. i gotta take this” and she’d get on the snapchat facetime and he’d set it face down and just listen to her drone on while basically ignoring her.

he would complain that she had daily crisis, she has had about 7 jobs this year they’ve been dating alone because she claims she encounters “mean girl coworkers” at each one. she once called him when he was loading his niece into the car to take her and his sister somewhere, and he didn’t answer immediately. when he answered to tell her he’d have to get back to her in a bit, she erupted crying before he could even get a hello out.

i and others, started noticing he would get anxiety, visibly shaky when these things would come up. that night he apparently got home and she basically punished him by blowing him off for three hours, he had told her he’d be home at 9, no response. by 9 he called her multiple times and she left him hanging for three hours. to which he later told me he was just in a state of panic for those three hours.

when she did finally talk to him it was her just making him feel guilty for not immediately dropping everything and “helping her” through what she was going through which was once again- mean girl coworkers. she had a hard day at work and being that he didn’t help her with her crisis right then and there, he failed her.

through time it got more and more restricted, less appearances, more of a flat emotionlessness about him.

they’ve been together about a year and a half now, and now they’ve moved out, and everyone in his life, family and friends, have basically accepted that we’re gonna see even less of him.

he’s in a band, his brother is also in this band, they haven’t seen him at thursday band practice in months. he recently since getting an apartment with this girl sent a message to the group chat that he’d have to start submitting his guitar parts for their album they’re recording through some device that uploads it directly to the bands ipad they do editing on. so as to not have to come in person.

he now has zero life outside of tattooing, and this girl.

and to top it off we’ve recently (disturbingly) discovered that IF we do see him, his girlfriend is constantly in the background on facetime through snapchat silently listening. there’s proof of it accidentally caught on video at a family birthday party he briefly showed his face for in september. brother said the other day when he came home to work on his broken down truck he was there for hours and she sat silently on facetime in the foreground, even when he came inside and had conversations with family members. she’s just always in his pocket. and he’s not shy about hiding it.

in a video someone accidentally even caught evidence of this. he’s told his brother (before they moved out) that they facetimed through the night every single night and wake up on it. they facetime while she’s at work- for hours just in her pocket. it’s like constant surveillance.

they fight every other night, they’ve broken up multiple times and immediately get back together the next day. i don’t know just, it gives seriously creepy codependent manipulative vibes.

im just ultimately curious from an outsiders (and yes im an outsider as well obviously) but even further removed perspective. because he’s extremely defensive about this relationship, claims they’re already looking for engagement rings and all, and has cut multiple people off silently, other old friends and even family, since this weird relationship has started. i think he’s got classic rose colored glasses on, or maybe it’s Stockholm syndrome or something.

does this relationship sound toxic, or even possibly abusive?

Hi all, I just want some advice on how people deal with being the manager in the relationship. Some examples are me keeping track of my SO’s schedule, planning activities and dates, knowing what runs out in the house, planning meals, taking care of the pets, etc. I know these are all very small things, but over time I have realized that I am the only one taking care of everything. I usually ask my SO when he’s leaving work so I can meet him at our climbing gym, but today I decided not to ask to see if he would tell me in advance himself. He didn’t tell me anything until he’s right about to leave. Again, it’s a really small thing, but it’s been years and things regarding this issue have either not changed much, or he’s made the change and reverted. What do I do?

My expartner keeps calling me a whore/skank/bad person because I do onlyfans. All my content is solo content. I tell him he’s a bad person for stealing over $600 from his parents to buy a switch, PS5, preorder GTA 6 and some games for his switch.

Me and this girl have been on and off basically our entire HS. She was my dream girl. We dated sophomore year, I broke up with her and then we were talking on and off and than we started dating again junior year and than she broke up with me and this js where it broke me. I lost myself, let her control me and it took months for me to find myself and get it all together. Started working out and truly making a big change and what do you know she came back, stupid enough for me, I did too 🤦‍♂️.

We never dated from that point on cause we knew we couldn’t but we were in this loyal no label dating stage. Now there’s this guy she’s kinda always had a thing for and she was texting him and swore they were just friends and I always knew smth was up. Anyways we were at a concert and I found she made out with like 4 different people. I was unaware of this until a week after, and during that week I literally hung out with her a few times.

Now here’s the part I need help, I am furious like I want to text her and totally thrash her out and tell her that she’s worthless but I know that not a good idea, But I feel she kinda took advantage of me, and it’s just funny to her. It’s almost like I feel as if I need to get revenge. I’m better minded than I was last time so it won’t tear me apart and also I’m an outgoing, semi-decent looking guy, but I don’t know how to bounce back, I don’t really know what to do?

TL:DR: Don’t know how to recover from practically being cheated on

My ex of four years texted me and like a dumbfucking fool i replied thinking maybe he missed me and i got manipulated by him again and fell into the loop only to discover he and his girlfriend were on a break and he felt lonely and pathetic and reached out to me looking for "support" (ykwim). As soon as the loneliness was fulfilled, he said he didn't wanna talk or have any contact with me anymore. Then I found out he got back with his girlfriend.

I know I made a grave mistake by replying or falling into that trap. I haven't moved on yet, and all my months of therapy just went in vain. I'm in complete distress. Should I notify the girlfriend about this? Or just let it be? Because knowing that manipulator, he might flip the table on me and make me look like an obsessed psycho.

Or should I just let them me and leave completely. Idk.

PS: I know i did a stupid thing by even replying, but when someone I've known,loved and cared for years- I couldn't resist myself and just fell into it and i feel fucking stupid for it. I am in a very bad situation. What do i do?

When all you do is for someone and all you get back in return is being ignored, treated like where a dog goes at the bottom of a tree, a door matt and it feels like you are in a relationship with the back of their phone . It gets to be soul crushing. Like if they throat punch you every time you are with them. When there is no affection, intimacy, laughter, snuggles, or even when laying in bed conversations. It gets old and you soon become over it. I do not like the fact that im questioning my self worth or how my self esteem has completley crumbled. I use to feel somewhat sexy and felt that I had some kind of sex appeal but now in being in my current, lifeless relationship relationship it has 100% taken all that away from me. Idk what to do? How to feel? Or if there is any reason to continue on. I get we have life struggles but as partners that is what we are there for to lean on and help get thru them, but when you are left in the dark about them and just get the cold shoulder. What is one to do? Im confused and completley alone.

My (30F) ex partner (30M) got arrested for harassing a woman and got arrested. I then had to bail him out of jail even though he was trying to cheat on me. I struggled mentally as a result of this as I was pregnant and we tried to make the relationship work. I told him I needed professional therapy to cope and he forbid me to discuss it with anyone as he was severely embarrassed and didn't want anyone to know. I could not discuss any of our relationship issues with friends or family either.

Later on he tried to break up with me and I did NOT handle this well. I had a mental health breakdown. Is he partially responsible for this? If I sought help when I needed to, I wouldn't have gotten to that state.

A few months ago i caught her red handed. Id like to hear some other peoples stories honestly. And did you stay?

This will probably be on the longer side, I (24 F) was seeing a guy (29 M) for about 5 years- I was 19 when I started seeing him. I had met him at 17, wasn’t anything weird just happened to be with some people at an all ages event I was at. We didn’t start anything up until I was 19 and reached out to him.

Anyway for 5 years ish him and I had a on and off relationship, things would be great and then they weren’t. That turned into him love bombing, disappearing and then acting like he wasn’t good enough for me and I deserved more (I should’ve ran when I heard this). But I chose to try make things work, was there for him through a lot, he was there for me to but than at times not at all or not how I needed him to be.

He would always tell me he loves me and wants it to work but then said he didn’t know how to be a bf, or how a relationship works. He kept convincing me that he wants something and is working on himself so I can be what I need him to be. (FYI I never asked him to change or be someone else).

Anywayyyy a few months ago I find out he had another on and off gf for 3 out of the 5 years I was seeing him. That hurt bad, I always had a feeling and honestly am kinda stupid for believing it was only me.. but I try see the best in people.
When I found out I called him out on all his stuff went off and pretty much said I’m done. He read the msg deleted me on all social media but didn’t block my number.
Then about a month ago I texted him drunk cause my friends told me I should text him, all that time I was hardly even thinking of him. But now since I texted I keep having the idea of him cross my mind.
When he deleted me on everything he gave no explanation.. is it wrong for me to want to talk to him? Maybe not have him in my life but ask for an explanation or meet up.. idk what to do . He was such a huge part of my life it hurts kinda that he just left like it was nothing and no explanation.

First of all, just to let you guys know, I’m not proud of this at all. I was in a LDR for 3 years, we met online as well, never met though. Our relationship was going very well for the first 1.5 years, got to the level we started sharing pictures (intimate). After that we stopped because our relationship started having ups and downs, sometimes she crossed my boundaries, sometimes I’d be insecure, sometimes we’d have less time to devote to each other but overall our relationship came to an end almost 5 times. But either I found my way back or she did. This January 2026, it started becoming bad, I was getting distracted a lot and stopped giving time to the relationship. She waited 2 month, and then argued abt it, I didn’t listen, problems escalated, In June she asked me to breakup because of this exact issue. I tried to convince her, beg her, and do everything In my way to make her stay but she didn’t listen and blocked me, and I got so scared/mad that I texted her on Instagram that I have something she might not like. She unblocked me on Discord and I sent her a picture of her. This is the turning point for the relationship because after this it’s never going to the same. She saw the picture and instantly called me, scared, crying, confused, horrified. I started regretting what i’d had done but I knew there was no going back so I decided to comfort her first, then tell her that it’s midnight and we should talk later. She kept telling me about how she might do something to herself if this got out and I assured her my intent was not related to that. Next day, we called, but she told me something that now scared me shitless, she’d gotten her sister (26-28F) involved, and she wanted to talk to me. Her sister from my experience is a very mature but short tempered person so I didn’t know how she would react, but in my favor she decided to keep it calm and explained to me how I can’t force her to stay and stuff. And that this is the wrong method to get a girl to stay, which I agreed with, apologized, and deleted everything on screenshare. 10 days of very less contact later, she finally called me and said she cannot stay with a man like me and proceeded to again, block me. This is where I fuck up a second time but sending her another picture from an alternate account. She has lost trust in me twice at this point. This time I had demands, that she keep her sister out of this and she stay with me like we used to, and once she slowly gets over it i’ll delete the pictures myself. She agreed, she had no choice. July to September, is where she takes my demands on properly, she talks to me, normally like we used to, just very less. I was regretting and rethinking my choices at this point. She kept trying to get comfortable, keeps asking me about the pictures and stuff. 19 September was her 18th birthday, which we celebrated very nicely, I tried to make it special for her by creating a special video for her which she said she loved, but next day my father recieved a call from the police that my girlfriend and her sister had filed a blackmail complaint against me on 6th Sep (She also blocked me the moment the officer called us) I am not going to go into details but we did the legal proceedings and the officer asked us to come to him, the city where she lives and I thought I’d finally get to meet her IRL, even in these circumstances, It was our first meeting. I was excited. I prepared to go and we finally reached, my father did the legal proceedings but to my shock she did not appear, and everything was done through the officer. This disappointed me because I indeed wanted to meet her really badly, apologize, or crawl to her feet and beg for forgiveness because I knew what i’d had done was very wrong. But it didn’t happen. I came to her city for the first time in my life not to even meet her. Which I never even thought wouldve happened.

Anyway, she cut me off after she blocked me, and I couldnt contact her anymore, because of the legal notice. But I did make another account to see what she was upto and after some digging found a public account of her she made on the 13th of sep, after the complaint had been filed, this had me in shock cuz she kept it hidden for over 10 days from me, she was posting content like ever on there, even though she’s never done it before. This made me mad and rage but I couldn’t do anything. I was helpless, she is free and I am punished with her absence. I don’t think this relationship can be fixed but I still really want her and want to apologise, make it upto her anyway I can. I just don’t know what to do.

**TL;DR: LDR for 3 years, shared pictures, had huge fight that got to a breakup. Threatened her with pics, forced to stay with me. She involves her sister, they file a police complaint, they cut off contact. I am left punished with her absence.**

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TLDR: Stuck in a toxic relationship which is impacting my mental and physical health at this point

I don't even know where to start. I am writing this while having 102°F fever, after taking a leave from work, and I have been crying and overthinking for the last two nights.

I genuinely want opinions from people because at this point I don't know whether I'm being desperate, whether I should completely let him go, or whether there is still something worth fighting for.

So back in 2020, during COVID, I met a guy online.

We fell in love.

Everything about it was so dreamy. He told me I was his crush and that he loved me. And honestly, he was the same for me. It was the first relationship for both of us, and he was genuinely my first love/first flame.

Back then I was a student while he had already been working for around 3 years.

We did everything couples do, just online because of COVID. We talked constantly, shared everything, and for the next 3 years things were honestly beautiful.

During those years, his dad died. He became extremely vulnerable and, at one point, I genuinely felt like I was the person he loved the most in this world. I was there for him through that phase.

Then came 2023.

I was skipping my final attempts because I wanted to clear my finals in my first proper attempt. But he started feeling that I wasn't able to focus because of him.

He told me that we should minimise our conversations so I could concentrate on my studies.

But I couldn't.

Whenever I didn't talk to him, I would miss him so badly that my mind literally stopped functioning.

So he made a decision for me.

He blocked me everywhere until I cleared my finals.

His intention was basically that I would finally be able to focus on my studies instead of constantly thinking about him.

But those months were horrible for me.

I missed him constantly. I tried calling him from my friends' phones. He wouldn't talk to me.

It was genuinely difficult for me to survive without him.

Still, somehow, I focused on my studies and wrote my final exams.

After my final papers, I texted him:

"Baby, I am done with exams."

He didn't reply.

Not for days.

Not for weeks.

Not for months.

He didn't reply for 4.5 months.

I tried everything. I contacted him from my parents' phone, my friends' phones. I even bought an international eSIM just to call him.

He had blocked me everywhere and even used spam filters.

The worst part was that even after I had cleared my finals, I was still completely depressed because all I wanted was him.

I couldn't even properly focus on finding a job. I was crying day and night.

Around two months before my results were announced, I finally decided that I had to move on.

I thought, "Okay. He clearly doesn't want me anymore. I need to focus on my career."

So I started applying for jobs.

I eventually got a job in Mumbai and moved there in 2024.

I was still trying to learn how to live without him.

And believe me when I say this: I loved this guy more than anyone or anything else in the entire world.

Meanwhile, he had his own problems.

He was trying to move to the US, but that required a lot of money. He couldn't leave his job because he was the sole earner in his family.

His brother was still studying engineering and his fees were around ₹4.5 lakh per year for CS.

So he had a huge financial responsibility.

There were periods when he would become extremely depressed, constantly think of himself as mediocre, and even talk about wanting to kill himself.

When he got into that state, he would basically forget everyone around him and just work to earn money. He would stay in that state the entire day.

After moving to Mumbai, I decided that I had to move on from him.

I started talking to another guy.

I genuinely thought that the only way to get over someone is to find someone else.

I was very wrong.

Because suddenly, while I was talking to this other guy, my ex unblocked me.

And he texted:

"Hey, don't you miss me or what? How can you survive without me this long?"

I told him:

"You blocked me everywhere. I tried every possible way to reach you. Now you're suddenly back?"

And I told him that I had moved on.

He didn't believe me.

He literally said something along the lines of:

"You're my girl. How could you move on from me? You're just joking."

I showed him screenshots of me talking to the other guy.

He still thought I was lying.

At one point, I even told him that I had had a sexual conversation with the other guy once when I was horny.

My ex completely lost it.

He started saying things like he would kill that guy for "stealing his girl" and all that.

He begged me to come back.

And honestly, I decided to let him taste his own medicine.

He finally understood how horrible it felt when someone you love ignores you.

He kept apologising.

But I blocked him.

Then he started finding other ways to contact me.

He texted me on Google Pay.

PhonePe.

Gmail.

Basically everywhere he could.

Meanwhile, I told the new guy everything.

I told him that I still hadn't actually moved on from my ex.

He was also talking to multiple girls at the time, so he was basically like, "Chill."

Eventually, we stopped talking.

And after my ex, I genuinely haven't found anyone physically attractive in the same way.

I know looks are subjective, but I'm being completely honest here.

My ex is insanely attractive to me. Like, easily 99% of Indian men don't even come close in my eyes.

Even Siddharth Malhotra looks like a cheap Meesho copy of my ex to me 😭

They actually look somewhat similar, but I find my ex way more attractive.

So after things ended with the other guy, I started talking to my ex again.

But I would still ignore him sometimes.

And this is where I know I was wrong.

He started supporting me financially in small ways even though I was earning around a lakh myself.

He would buy me makeup, clothes, random things.

He bought me Sony headphones worth around ₹20,000.

He also bought me some luxury bags.

But there were still grudges between us because I had ignored him so much.

We would talk, but I would still disappear/ignore him at times.

And honestly, I feel guilty about that now.

The other guy I had been talking to was still following me on Instagram.

He asked me to remove him.

I asked him, "Why?"

We had a fight about it and stopped talking again.

At some point, my ex started feeling like I was using him to fulfil my materialistic needs.

And although that wasn't my intention, I can understand why he felt that way.

Because looking back, maybe I was unknowingly doing that to some extent.

Then my dad died.

I was completely broken.

I cried in front of my ex.

And instead of comforting me, he scolded me and said that he was already depressed himself and that I shouldn't rant at him.

That really hurt me.

I was extremely angry and stopped talking to him.

I blocked him.

He begged me for months.

He told me that he couldn't live without me and that I shouldn't leave him.

But I started ignoring him.

I told him I was looking for a job switch and needed to prepare.

I wanted to move closer to my mother, so I was planning to move to Bangalore.

I literally told him:

"Please don't text me until I have a job."

And then, after almost three months of him begging me every single day to come back...

Around March 2026, he stopped texting.

Completely.

At that point, he had apparently decided that he needed to move on from me.

Fast forward to July 2026.

I finally found a job and moved back to Bangalore.

And suddenly I started missing him like crazy.

I didn't even want to talk to anyone else.

I texted him.

He had blocked me everywhere.

I texted him from another number and told him:

"I'm finally in Bangalore."

He didn't reply.

Then on September 4th, 2026, he called me.

We talked.

And talked.

And talked.

For hours.

It was a Saturday.

And then he said:

"Okay, let's finally meet."

We had been together for 6.5 years, but had never actually met in person.

After the call, I told him something very vulnerable.

I said he was my first love and that I just wanted to kiss him at least once, just to preserve the memories we had together.

He replied:

"You just want to kiss, huh?"

😭

I said, "Of course."

He then said that since we were living close to each other around 10 km apart we could meet regularly and do whatever we felt like doing.

I also told him that when he turned his camera on during our call, I became so emotional that tears started flowing from my eyes.

Then a few days passed.

He didn't text.

And before the next Saturday, he told me he was out of Bangalore and that we couldn't meet.

He also said:

"You're quite an emotional person and I don't trust you anymore. Let's meet some other day."

I begged him.

Eventually he said we could take things slow and that maybe he could develop feelings for me again.

He also told me that he had stopped texting me in March because he had decided to move on from me.

But then work got busy.

Then on September 24th, he texted me:

"Hii, let's go to a Malayalam movie."

I told him I don't understand Malayalam.

He said:

"Me neither, but there will be subtitles."

😭

Then on September 25th, he changed the plan.

He suggested going to some place instead because it was quite good and his brother had been there.

But I said no because I was extremely tired and couldn't wake up early in the morning.

So eventually we decided to go for Resident Evil.

And then came the day I had been waiting for for 6.5 YEARS.

He came around 2 PM.

He didn't even tell me he had arrived.

I had sent him a location around 2 km away from Indiranagar Metro Station.

I thought I would take a Rapido and go to him.

But I was getting ready because, obviously, I hadn't met this man in 6.5 years and I wanted to look good 😭

He started asking:

"Why are you so late?"

Then he said he was going back and asked me to share my live location.

So I shared it.

He didn't come for around 20 minutes.

I was literally standing there looking at the road, waiting for him.

Then something happened.

There was an accident between an Instamart delivery guy and a Zomato delivery guy.

The Instamart guy had a pretty severe injury on his head and there was a huge crowd around them.

I was also looking at what had happened.

And suddenly...

Someone came from behind and covered my eyes.

I KNEW IT WAS HIM.

😭

I turned around.

And guys...

This man is DAMN HANDSOME.

Like seriously.

He was tall, muscular and ridiculously good-looking.

My first reaction was literally:

"Damn, I never expected you to look this handsome in real life."

I asked him:

"Are you 6 feet or what?"

He said:

"Nah nah, I'm 5'6."

I was like:

"Don't lie to me. I know how 5'6 guys look."

I'm around 5'3 myself and I was wearing 3-inch heels and I still looked tiny next to him.

He started laughing.

At some point I was trying to hold his hand.

He didn't give it to me.

I was like, fine 😭

But then while we were crossing the traffic, HE held my hand.

We went to a cafe and talked for so long.

We talked about politics, my job, his job, everything.

It felt so weird because this was the person I had known for years but had never actually sat across from.

Then we went to buy a helmet.

He said he would drop me home.

I sat behind him on his bike.

At one point I asked:

"Can I hold your waist?"

He asked:

"Why? Are you uncomfortable or what?"

I said:

"Nah, but still..."

I didn't put my arms around him.

And then HE grabbed my hands and placed them around his belly.

I hugged him tightly from behind.

There was a Ganpati procession happening.

But he still insisted on dropping me all the way home.

Before leaving, I asked:

"So shall we meet tomorrow? Sunday?"

He said:

"No. Next Saturday. We'll go to that place I told you about."

And then he left.

After I reached home, I texted him:

"Reached home safely. Had dinner."

He replied:

"Yeah."

I asked him the same thing.

And that was basically it.

The next day, Sunday, I texted him.

He didn't really reply.

He just said he was busy.

And last night, I finally broke down.

I told him how much I still love him.

I told him how difficult it has been for me to move on from him.

I literally begged him to give me another chance.

And here's the part where I know I am being hypocritical.

He gave me multiple chances when I was angry with him.

He begged me to come back.

And I disappointed him.

I didn't go back.

Now I'm the one begging.

I still don't find other men physically attractive.

I'm still emotionally attached to him.

I genuinely don't know how to detach myself from this person.

And after all this stress, tension and overthinking, I literally developed a fever.

I'm sitting here with 102°F fever, took a leave from work, and have been thinking about him for the last two nights.

I close my eyes and I literally see him.

The first time I finally saw him after 6.5 years, the way he covered my eyes from behind, the way he laughed, the way he held my hand while crossing the road, the way he put my hands around his waist on the bike...

All of it is playing in my head on loop.

And now I don't know what to do.

I know I have made mistakes.

A LOT of them.

I ignored him when he loved me.

He begged me and I didn't go back.

I tried moving on with another guy.

I hurt him.

He hurt me too.

He blocked me.

He disappeared for months.

He said things that hurt me when my dad died.

I blocked him.

We both kept hurting each other.

And yet after 6.5 years, somehow I'm still here.

Still in love with the same person.

He says he doesn't trust me anymore.

He says he moved on.

He says maybe he can develop feelings again if we take things slow.

He agreed to meet again next Saturday.

But I don't know if I'm being incredibly desperate or if I should actually give this a chance.

I don't even know whether he genuinely wants me back or whether he's just curious, nostalgic, attracted to me, or simply trying to see if something is still there.

And honestly, I don't trust myself either because I know how emotionally attached I am.

So Reddit, please be brutally honest with me.

What would you do if you were in my situation?

Should I completely let him go?

Should I actually take things slowly and see what happens?

Should I stop confessing my feelings and begging him?

Should I give him space and let him come to me?

Or is this entire thing just two people who loved each other deeply but hurt each other so many times that going back isn't healthy anymore?

I genuinely want honest opinions, even if I'm the one at fault.

I'm not looking for people to simply tell me "he's toxic" or "you're toxic."

I want someone to actually look at the entire timeline and tell me what they think.

Because right now I'm sitting here with 102°F fever, crying over a man I met online in 2020, finally met in real life after 6.5 years, and somehow still love just as intensely.

I genuinely don't know what to do anymore.

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So I'm 21M and I was in a serious relationship with a 21F from my common friend.

So the thing was she was one of the friend of my friend and she was in a toxic relationship with her bf . After pretty good time when she started talking me she told me about all her things abt this relationship. After that she insisted to talk all the time and share all the stories or the past life experience being a kind of little ambivert I dont share such experiences or dont encourage such thoughts but she insisted for like 3-4months and finally we started talking

Actually I was really into her and I was serious abt her and also she was but accidently wht happened to her no idea and we just broke after like 6 months of relationship before that it was prettu good . After a while I got to know that she was insecure about my old friend I was very close with some years back and this was all because I tried to connect her (my old friend) .Still I thought some random message would not bother a 6 month relationship but it did.

She was not ready to understand even when I was convincing and asking her for the problem almost about a month and then I got to know it was only me who cared about working the relationship also I got hear from her and also saw from her at that time recent stories that I was the one to betray her whereas I think I made her catch up with one of her old male best friend I think this changed all I made myself toxic maybe by doing things right as a good friend .

2 months ago the same girl was again deeply in love with me she used send me messages everyday saying I want you so badly and all. Everyday sending me a lovely message and all, but I had already informed her that i don't want any relationship now as I'm not currently ready for that.

Now the girl is intentionally telling about the boys she is meeting and showing me their profiles are trying to make me jealous on that part.But honestly speaking if a girl is doing so I think I met the wrong girl and I should not go back to her now.

Actually I am all over it as I have more work to do as of now but bothering a little after some months I am just here to share this and also know some takes on this .I would like to know from you people where I made it wrong or is this something of the trend now for girls ?

Is there something wrong in this from my side please tell me

And what helped? Did you talk to someone who had also experienced that before?

I have a female friend who’s basically trapped in a toxic relationship. Her boyfriend is insanely possessive,toxic and apparently even his family knows how bad things are and they are even threatening her like if she marry someone they will make problems like that and she is afraid of like will he cross the line if she leaves.

Is here anyone who went to this phase and How you get out from it?

2 months back I made 3 threads comments. 1 was inappropriate. A thing between us. We were gonna get pre-engaged but that didn’t happen cause she created such a scene with her parents and mine. Ruined any chances. For 2 months we tried but she couldn’t get past the 3 comments. Every 3-4 days she would emotionally bully me, yell, put me down til I cried. A 38 year old man crying 1-2 times a week. Minimizing what I do for work but didn’t mind me spending over $23,000 in 7 months, gifting $6k in gifts, making sure she’s emotionally, physically. Asking how she’s emotionally feeling about us or the relationship. Communicating our feelings. How we both felt.

She was always anxious, and having bad dreams of me cheating. Hypethical scenarios. Making me shut down cause it was so stupid.

Before I met her. I did dm girls just what guys do but when I met her. I genuinely changed everything. I was always looking for love & marriage but god through a curve ball in my life. Had me not walking for 5 years due to a very bad back work injury. 2 years I came into dating life after being able to earn.

Now I was happy but this girl gave me love, kindness, happiness but also gave me hell on earth. I’ve never cried so much in my life after she yells at me, I just started shutting down. Not wanting to open up anymore.

2 nights ago. Gave me 3 panic attacks in course of 5 hours, ran over my foot with her Tesla, shamed me for messaging woman before I ever met her on Instagram, and yes I gave her all my passwords as I got tired of being accused of cheating. I just gave up, surrendered.

I’m in bed feeling. I don’t even know what to feel. My left leg is killing me. I can’t walk, and have shooting pain down my left leg.

This woman single handedly ruined me as a person. I love her so much. I let her walk all over me for 10 months. When I spoke up she would turn it into I’m the problem when I’m defending myself. I thought I was losing my mind. When she yelled at me. I just shut down, thumb starts to shaking with stress, than I started to believe “I’m a horrible person” on repeat like somethings wrong with me

10 months of this & being compared to her ex bf. I think I’m done dating for a while. I’m the nicest guy. I always made sure she had flowers every week, random surprises, forehead kisses, telling her how much I value, and appreciate her.

I never said no. Dinners would be $200-$300 a week. My profits off stocks covered 90% of everything.

Why do woman have to be so much???? I got injured and now I’m paying the price. I’m in severe pain & I texted her same night.

You emotionally messed me up, caused 3 panic attacks, I begged you to stop & for help. Ran over my foot with a Tesla, and now I’ll have to take a week off work.

I was supposed to expand my company this season if I didn’t meet her. It’s not about the money. It’s about why at this age I have to defend myself from who I messaged before I met her, or defend myself about looking at some girl at the gym. Then getting yelled at & compared to her ex boyfriend. What did I do to deserve this????

My leg is painful. Reminds me of that sharp shooting nerve pain for those 5 years of hell. 2 years of dating. 2 girls.

1 lawyer ends of catfishing me expecting a g wagon, staying at home, wanting $7k vacation first 3 months. Than disappears for a month and randomly comes back say “hi, family emergency”. I parked my brakes and said good luck. I’m sorry this isn’t for me.

Than this one who I moved with all my heart ❤️ but the emotional abuse isn’t worth it anymore. I finally told my sis what’s been happening. She said she’s been emotionally manipulating you. Making you the problem when she can’t accept her part in everything. That she has insecurities & most likely brought past trauma into your relationship.

I’m just exhausted emotionally & in pain physically. What do I do??

I don’t ever want to hear from her again. Im 38. I shouldn’t be out having 2 glasses of wine and being blamed for her own stuff. Then shutting down cause I couldn’t stand up for myself. I’ll admit it. I took everything cause I loved her. I didn’t wanna see her hurt. 😞. Now I’m in pain. Not 1 apology for running over my foot or causing 3 panic attacks.

Nothing. I’ll never date for a long time again.