Bearcat |
09-17-2021 06:17 PM |
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Originally Posted by Frazod
(Post 15837694)
My last breakup of a serious, live-in relationship was over 30 years ago now. She was the poster child for false advertising; the first month we were together was magical, but her sweetness was all an act. After she moved in with me and her name was on the lease, the mask came off and the claws came out. She was a complete domineering witch, had to be in control of everything. Also a raging neat freak. Bitched and yelled and screamed about everything. Apparently she pegged me for someone she could control. She was really, really wrong. At first I was so dumbfounded by the change I just went along with it, hoping her attitude change was just some sort of phase. It wasn't. After that, things got worse and worse and worse. The really shitty part was how she'd still act all sweet and charming when we were around my friends, so when I told them what a bitch she was many of them didn't believe it. I felt completely trapped. It was horrible. She was young and pretty, a fantastic cook, and we had great sex, and I still felt trapped. Every night coming home from work the words from the Police song played in my head (he sees the family home now, looming in the headlights, the pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache). It was so weird. Towards the end we were either ****ing or fighting; no in between. Eventually it got to the point where I didn't even want to **** her. And even though it left me in financial ruin, I finally threw her out.
I did learn two very important things from her, though. First, I can spot that fake niceness shit instantly now, and second, I now know that its's better to be alone than to be alone with a bitch.
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JFC, if it wasn't 30 years ago I'd really wonder if this was my roommate from several years ago. Her good side was great... extroverted/engaging, funny, smart; someone you want to be around.
But no amount of the good was worth the psycho bitch mode... complete germaphobe, would fly off the handle at the smallest things, yet completely shy away from any real conversation. Complete drama whore who would keep your head spinning with bullshit. She routinely slept 2-3 hours/night, if that, then would sleep like 30 hours over the weekend. Crazy ups and down bipolar shit.
There's a book called The Psychopath Test and most people score very low (0-3) while true psychopath territory is around 20 (IIRC), and I couldn't benefit-of-the-doubt her below like a 17.
And to this day friends/family who met her multiple times don't believe she's "that bad".
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