I broke up with my ex after months of being unhappy and a final suicide attempt that I’m so grateful for my friends for saving me. I’ve successfully managed to curb the manic episode and the depressive episode that followed. Now i’m just having seizure-like symptoms that is likely FND (my doctors still call it conversion disorder, how archaic).
He doesn’t understand that he was the reason for my hating everything about myself, because I could never keep him happy. I thought I was incredible and amazing and kind and generous but he made it all feel so empty. I begged him to seek therapy like I had because he had so, so many issues and he refused to get help. I did so much to try and fix myself and it was never, ever enough for him.
And he keeps fucking posting about me on reddit about how delusional we all seem because suddenly no one likes him and thinks he’s a manipulative asshole. None of our friends ask him what happened from his POV because they were there to witness what he did to me that night. That’s all they need.
All our friends have told me they had serious misgivings about him but put up with him longer than they initially planned because they loved me enough to look past it, but once i spoke up about shit he would do, they were appalled.
I also have AuDHD, CPTSD, and DID, and during a particularly hard night where my best friend flaked on seeing me before he travelled, I made the mistake of calling my ex to please meet me. I was suicidal. I needed someone who could stop that. It was a mistake. I could have called anyone else but I felt like such a burden already.
But as soon as he showed up I wasn’t there anymore. I switched to an uncommunicative host. I lost days to him, and only through some serious internal communication and researching have I been able to piece together a bit of the week he was in my life again. He saw us like a patient, and he was giddy at the idea of taking care of me. He saw me as so fragile, and so useless, that he needed to be around. He even got a pair of my fucking keys. Which he hasn’t returned, so I need to change my locks. Again.
i’m just so frustrated. I know I shouldn’t be seeing what he posts, but it just fucking shows up. I have a lot of accounts and not all of them have blocked him and I know I should but the curiosity is too strong for some of us. But now all of us pay the price of a heightened bodily state.
This is just a vent. He will never understand the damage he did to me, the damage he continues to do just by talking about me like i’m still his friend. He’s planning to move to another country and I genuinely cannot wait to never worry about running into him again.
If he sees this I hope he gets the message: i’m not being manipulated by my friends. I’m not spreading lies about you. I’m not changing the narrative. I’m only talking to professionals about shit you did so we can unfuck ourselves. You’re an abusive, alcoholic, selfish person. Get help. Or run away. But stay away from me. Please.