
RoachApproach
Member
- Dec 22, 2019
- 8
A little over 3 years ago, I met the love of my life. She gave me reason to get better, and I tried. But I wasn't willing to try Meds or Therapy, because I've already been through that too many times and it's only made it worse. In the latter half of last year I developed what I can only describe as dissociation. I couldn't feel things and nothing felt like it was actually happening. This greatly affected our relationship. We had plans on getting married, and having kids one day. Of course I wouldn't have kids until I was stable. I would never want to put anyone let alone my own kids through that. But she left me this January. I saw it coming, and I didn't think I'd feel anything because I wasn't able to feel anything for so long prior. I wasn't positive I loved her still. But as soon as it actually happened, the damn was broken. Every bit of feeling came back, and then some. I've cried more over this than the rest of my life combined (excluding infant years). I tried to make things right with her, and I tried to get back together. I let her know I was feeling again. And I was starto do things again. But she said no. But I couldn't give up, I kept trying and pushing. And I believe I've hurt her greatly by doing so. But I couldn't stop myself. I'm having a cycle of loving her then hating her for leaving me when I needed her most. On and off, for months. I have nightmares about her every night. I've tried to prove to her that I was putting in the effort. I started taking meds again. But nothing. After 3 years of relationship, she went on to have sex with one of her friends within a month of breaking up. I'm just so confused and broken by this experience. How can someone who says they'll be yours forever and love you forever do this. She left when I needed her most, and she started having sex with her friends almost immediately. I'm not proud of my response to the situation however. When I learned she got Chlamydia, I called her a whore among many hateful things. I had never called her anything like that before. She asked me to call her a slut while having sex before but I couldn't fathom insulting someone I love. I'm scared of who/what I've become. I'm scared I've done irreparable harm to her. And now that I'm able to feel again, I have no reason to get better. My inspiration is gone. and I hate myself for what I've allowed to happen and my response to it. I'm not sure if I'll CTB, but I can't say that I don't want to. I just don't know how to move on from this situation.