Every now and again, I get a surge of anger thinking about what a twat my ex was. I nearly married the fucker. I was quite young at 22, and a bit daft and immature, he was much older in his forties and I outgrew and dumped him. The final straw was him behaving badly when my close relative was dying and I will never forgive him for making that time more distressing.
In some ways I see why I was drawn to him at first (handsome, knew all the right things to say to sound 'right on', very polite and charming to my family and friends, social butterfly) but now with the benefit of being older and wiser...I just think wtf? He was a massive selfish shallow creep really.
I feel like what started out as fun with him became him manipulating me and being sexually coercive, taking advantage in various ways. Until the scales fell from me eyes. Honestly think if I had married him, I'd have ended up in a very abusive situation.
It just makes me angry sometimes. I wish I'd told him assertively what a shit he was and how unacceptable his behaviour was when I ended it.
Can anyone relate?