I'm in my 20s. When I was a teenager I was given lots of attention by my parents for academic success and got into a good uni with 5 A Alevels. I achieved a 1st in my degree but developed an eating disorder during my time in uni. I studied hard and would "punish" myself for not working 10 hour days (9-8 with 1 hour for tea) 7 days a week. I remember feeling flat on my graduation day. I had a first but I remember thinking I wish I had had fun and got a 2:1.
I took a year out as I was having a complete breakdown. I met my ex partner at this point. He was charming and attractive and was always wanting to see me and hang around me all the time. I fell for him pretty quickly and we moved in together. After 6 months he started being abusive (psychologically gaslighting) and did a number of pretty horrible things including screaming in my face that I wasnt a priority, that he wished I was dead, that he wouldve cheated on me if the sex wasn't so good. I'm 99% sure he cheated on me. We broke up anyway, and a week after that we had sex. During it he held my face to the bed so that my nose started bleeding and there was a 10cm length bruise on my face. My boobs were also cut from the scratches. I also bled for two days after. In the morning after it happened he was snappy with me and demanded I clean up my flat as I was disgusting.
As I am a completely weak pathetic person I carried on speaking to him for three months after this. When confronted he was horrified and was very apologetic for maybe 2 weeks. But then he started telling me I had exaggerated it and that if he had raped me I would be scared of him and wouldn't associate with him. He convinced me I was a liar.
We went through a time of seeing each other again and him telling me he had completely made a mistake and he loved me etc. Then one day he Turned around and told me he didn't want that. So I finally left and cut contact PROPERLY. I blocked him on all social media, his number etc.
He eventually got in touch with me during summer after 5 months no contact to ask to meet up as he was working away for 6 months and wanted to say bye. I went (weak and pathetic) and the professions of love were made again, we cried and he told me to visit him during his work. We said bye.
I haven't contacted him since. But I fucking miss him.
This weekend I had my two best friends visit my new home in a new city. That flat feeling I had during graduation returned. What's it all for? I don't feel anything. I constantly live in memories of me and my ex. Sometimes when I'm sitting on my own I don't feel "real". I am constantly anxious and scared.
I know I should never contact him again but my willpower is waning. He's the only person who ever made me feel alive. It's been over a year since we split why am I such a loser still?
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pixyflower · 22/10/2018 00:34
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