I was (and if I'm honest still am) utterly in love with obsessed with a MM. I originally posted here (I will post link below in a moment) asking for help to get out. It was a pattern of intense pursuit/happiness - apparent closeness - withdrawal/silence- reappearance.
Since then I have maintained no contact. I am now sure this man is a narcissist and he has tried to "hoover" me on several occasions - emails, text and by phone. I haven't responded. But I was posting on LeighHalfpennyisagod's thread about unfinished business and I realised that actually I was totally distracted by this man's behaviour so I never focussed on what mattered.
It was a magician's sleight of hand. I was completely consumed with the drama of it all and the confusion of how he would be so amazingly intense and into me and then go cold. I was obsessed with how to become "better" so he'd want me and I'd get the hot phase back and end the coldness. Obsessed with the high of seeing him.
So I never actually noticed the true horror underneath - ie. what mattered. That he rarely saw me at all. I have found coming to terms with this very very hard and extremely upsetting. It's like lifting what you thought was a beautifully carved sculpture and finding it is just a rock with vile things crawling underneath.
For example, I have realised:
- he never showed me any kind of affection outside of sex or in a lead up to sex. Sure we'd hold hands etc be only after a date in a run up to going to bed. How did I never notice? It hurts like hell.
-he never wanted to cuddle or put his arms round me.
- he never called me just to see how I was (except right at the start when he was doing his charming full on seduction thing).
- he never bought me a birthday present or even wished me happy birthday.
- he never treated me in the way that most people would treat a friend or an acquaintance - with a little bit of interest in how their life is.
- he only EVER saw me when it suited him. If I ever asked him to lunch/coffee/drinks etc, he would never come. Again I never noticed because sometimes he'd say yes but then have to cancel at the last minute. He never wanted to do anything I wanted to do (my interests), always his interests.
- I only ever saw him once every few months/few weeks. The actually time I spent with him was really minimal.
I didn't know he was a MM to start with but did once I got sucked in and was still an OW so I know I don't deserve any sympathy.
- I guess I must be "progressing" in some way as I'm maintaining the no contact. But for some reason just realising how awful it was exactly is making me really upset. If I think about it too much, I start crying sometimes.
Just that I must be so worthless for someone to think they can treat my
life as a drop in centre.
And even more worthless to have actually allowed it.