- Dec 3, 2020
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- 25
- Country
- United States
- Gender
- Female
- Faith
- Christian
- Marital Status
- In Relationship
Everything seems fine until it isn’t.
He’s attentive, kind, buys me food, buys me presents, and says he loves me. He texts me all the time and calls me multiple times a day just to tell me how much he cares. He heats up the car so when I get in, it’s warm. He drives me everywhere because I don’t have a license. He buys presents for my sisters and begs to spend time with my family. The moment I’m upset, he’s there. And it’s all fine until he starts screaming at me.
And saying that if I ever cheat on him he’ll tell a series of lies to my family, and I quote, “ruin my life” and make me “as miserable as possible”. It’s fine until he tells me that the stress I put on him makes him throw up blood, and that being with me and knowing that I’ve had boyfriends other than him is “complete torture” and “makes him want to die”. Or the comments he makes about who I am, claiming that he’s made “no comment on my character”, when he knows he has.
Nobody has ever made me feel so good about myself. On the flip side, nobody has ever made me feel worse. I don’t know if I’m delusional or he is. I don’t know where I am or what I am doing. What is real and what isn’t. It’s my fourth year in this cycle with him, breaking up and getting back together. Loving him endlessly and wishing, more than anything in the world, that I could run away from him. Is it me? Is it him? What do I do?
He’s attentive, kind, buys me food, buys me presents, and says he loves me. He texts me all the time and calls me multiple times a day just to tell me how much he cares. He heats up the car so when I get in, it’s warm. He drives me everywhere because I don’t have a license. He buys presents for my sisters and begs to spend time with my family. The moment I’m upset, he’s there. And it’s all fine until he starts screaming at me.
And saying that if I ever cheat on him he’ll tell a series of lies to my family, and I quote, “ruin my life” and make me “as miserable as possible”. It’s fine until he tells me that the stress I put on him makes him throw up blood, and that being with me and knowing that I’ve had boyfriends other than him is “complete torture” and “makes him want to die”. Or the comments he makes about who I am, claiming that he’s made “no comment on my character”, when he knows he has.
Nobody has ever made me feel so good about myself. On the flip side, nobody has ever made me feel worse. I don’t know if I’m delusional or he is. I don’t know where I am or what I am doing. What is real and what isn’t. It’s my fourth year in this cycle with him, breaking up and getting back together. Loving him endlessly and wishing, more than anything in the world, that I could run away from him. Is it me? Is it him? What do I do?