Pearl Im so sorry you ent through such hell. i can relate. The smoking car story made me laugh. I could imagine myself doing that.
You and your daughter deserve so much better take courage.
I hit on him, the way I never did with any other man..and he treated me like a cheap hooker after. Or at least, that is exactly how I felt.
I went on trips, gave thousand of pieces of my soul, day by day. With every ignored look, with every silent treatment, with every "yes, I`ll be there" that eventually lead to me waiting like a fool in the rain, my sould died. Piece by piece. With every little love song that I posted for him and received no answer, or received a mocking treatment. With every look and hug aaaannny other woman in the room, but especially hiting on people close to me, my soul died. All done with a clean conscience, and on purpose..
I died so many times, I could be very well a cat in other life. But luckyly, I`m gonna keep the few left for myself. I used to cut my hair, reinvent myself each time I fell. Did yoga meditation, prayed, and even got to that point where I even saw him as a "victim", and felt sorry for him, and tried to be "friends"..fatal mistake. Each time, he got to me one way or another, and when he didn`t, I missed him..I wanted him to need me, I was afraid to totally "lose" him, which is ironic, because I never really had him.
Enough is enough..my soul belongs to me, and I ain`t nobody`s fool. Delete, block and don`t take any shit. That`s my new mantra.
I was sitting in one day when I heard a big bang at his door, looked out to see a parcel delivery, I knew he wasn't in and that because he doesn't trust anyone had nobody to sign for his parcel. I saw red and went and took the parcel from his safe place. I thought it may have been a present for his ow but it was a pair of boots for him. I took them and walked off with them in my bag and dumped them in a wheelie bin!! How bad is that, I felt I'll and worried for days but also thought xxxx you serves you right. He always made out he had no money but these were quite pricey boots, no doubt the shop would resend another pair. I feel awful for stealing but it was out of the blue madness, it won't happen again as the worry and self loathing got to me.
In the end I always went over to his house and never had more than an hour's notice.
From day one I listened to horrible things he said about ex's, his family, co workers, and supposed friends, and never called him out on it.
Actually I can just cut to the chase and say everything I did in regards to this relationship became completely out of character for me.
I called him a soulless pos
And an ugly person
And much, much, much worse.
I sent him a picture of the (sexy, much younger than his) back of the sleeping guy I woke up next to the week after I found out he was married. (Not usually my style.) His text back: "I'm jealous!!!"
Ugh.
Pearl Im so sorry you ent
wow
I hit on him, the way I never
How far did you go
Lots!
oh i guess i should add mine...
Crazy