I hit the wrong button! Anyway, she broke up with me, I was madly in love with her, we still hung out a lot and were still sleeping together.Eventually, a situation arose where she somehow managed to get me, the girl she cheated on me with and her new girlfriend in the same bar. I lost the head completely and we didn’t speak for three weeks. We started speaking again because she overdosed and I ran to the rescue (it should be noted she has no family, hence I am mother come girlfriend come sister etc) After that we got back together, but this time she said she really loved me and it was different from last time. I was happy, but she was in this never ending financial problem so I have been paying for everything as well as running a huge number of errands for her and minding her when she is sick, which seems to be almost all the time even though she refuses to take the medicine prescribed to her. She doesn’t seem to understand that her being sick is a strain on me because i feel i have to mind her
In the last few weeks we kept fighting because my patience was low and I was sick of her letting me down (I was gone home for Xmas, she didn’t pick me up from airport, there was no food in the house even though I had left her a full shop before I left, she still had made no progress on moving job as promised, essentially just nothing was done because I didn’t do it) then she went out and didn’t come home after saying she would. She said that given I had only said ‘I would prefer if you came home’ and she said ok, that meant it was still optional. I know these things seem petty, but I Was frustrated that I seemed to have a teenager rather than a girlfriend.
Last week, she came at me with a knife after I told her she was being an asshole for saying me and all my studies were shit. Later she said she couldn’t remember doing this and we sorry but that I was overreacting and she would never have hurt me. I immediately told our two housemates what happened, then secretly got a flight home and haven’t told her I don’t plan to come back yet. This is not the first time this kind of thing has happened but it is the most severe. Other times it’s been throwing backpacks in my direction in public, or squaring up to me saying ‘do you want to see what I’m like when I’m really annoyed?’. Now I’m wondering if it’s really me who is the bad guy, because I started getting frustrated with her only after she seems to have gotten emotionally attached? Am I too controlling and demanding?