I met my ex the first day I moved to university aged 18. He made it clear he was interested but had a girlfriend at the time. I really liked him but knocked him back until he eventually split with his girlfriend at the time.
We had the most amazing year together. Im not naïve but I genuinely though he was the ‘one’. I stayed at his parents’ house; we laughed, cried and did everything together. Throughout I heard whispers and rumours of him with other girl but he always talked them away really convincingly. He made me feels o safe and special and used to boast about how as a couple ‘we turn heads’ and that all his friends found me attractive. His ex constantly sent me horrible messages and would post things on the web that were obviously about me clearly because she was addicted to him and wanted a scape goat for him leaving her.
One night I went to a club with friends and saw him there when he had told me he was at home for the weekend. He was with a female friend from home. I sat with her and she told me how he had never liked a girl this much before and she made me promise we would never split because I was so good for him. I later found out that he slept with her that night after the whole convosation.
I also found out that he slept with another girl who was a friend of mine and she just kept it quite along with his ex-girlfriend who had been making my life hell since they broke up at the beginig.
When it all came out it felt like my world had fallen apart. I was so angry but he never understood why i as so upset he thought sorry was enough. The day I came to collect my things he cried and threw things around saying that if I left him he’d have nothing. It ended in him being hysterical to the point that he sat on the floor and couldn’t speak anymore.
I then moved back home and didn’t hear much from him. He then began contacting me saying he wanted me to help him change and when I pointed out how empty and cheap his behaviour was he would cry.
About 3 months passed and we kept in contact but never met up. He began to ignore me again which was so painful because I felt it wasn’t fair. As soon as I started seeing a new guy I got texts like ‘do you remember where we were on this date’ or ‘I’ve just put the picture you gave me up in my new room I can’t wait for you to see it’.
After the summer passing I came back to uni and as soon as I bumped into him for the first time he started asking me to meet him to talk about what had happened. I agreed and this stupidly slipped back into dates. For my 20th he took me shopping and for a meal where he ordered ‘your most expensive bottle of wine’. I think I almost thought he had changed then one night we all went to a club me with my netball team him with his course mates and we agreed to meet after. I bumped into him dancing with a girl who turned out to be his ‘course mates’. I asked him what his problem was and how would he feel if I acted like that with my ‘friends’ he kept saying not to be jealous and that he wasn’t doing anything wrong. I got so infuriated at his lack of compassion I walked away and for the rest of the evening had to choke back tears everything he walked past with his arms round her.
That was last Wednesday and I haven’t heard from him since. It’s killing me and I don’t know why. Why does he seem to want me so badly then do things that he knows I will see and won’t like? How do I become strong enough to stay away from him and what do I do now? Will he text or is this it till the next awkward time I bump into him? I really need help im desperate and its making me ill.