I have lurked on here for a while but never dared to post. This weekend has been horrendous and I need to vent to people who don't know me.
I have been seeing this man on and off for nearly five years. He has done everything you can think of during this time. He was on around four different dating and sex sites and lied about this until he was blue in the face. He hated my friends and family and slagged them off constantly. He lied about everything and I mean everything. At Christmas last year something snapped and I ended it. During the following five months I just wanted him back. Stupid. But I thought that it was all my fault it had gone wrong and I was so lonely.
Anyway in May I contacted him and for three months it has been great. He has been great.
He moans and moans that I treat my friends better than him, that I don't include him in anything. Every single time he has met my friends he has kicked off and caused a row and then stormed off. For about two years he didn't see them at all because of his moods.
So this Saturday we went to my friends party. She had a similar party four years ago and he kicked off at that party and stormed off home. He did exactly the same at this one. He did not contact me at all yesterday and this morning I got a text with seven things on that I had done 'wrong'. All of these things were trivial. For example I am taking Champix to quit smoking. I had said to him that I wouldn't be telling anyone about me quitting so I put less pressure on myself. At the party I told one of my friends. This apparently was wrong.
I have just had a twenty minute conversation with him and I feel like my brain is filled with glue. At the party he told me that he was on Facebook under another name but that it was fuck all to do with me what he did. I reminded him of this during the telephone call and he denied ever saying it.
Why on earth do I feel so miserable when I am not with him? My brain tells me that he is an arse and I know he is. But I just can't seem to say fuck off and mean it.