I have finally had enough.
I have been trying, waiting and hoping that all the supposed insecurity would become less if I just made myself transparent. That the wanting to know where I am all the time, the constant messaging and phone calls, the accusation and questions when I'm showing as online on Whatsapp but not reading and replying immediately. The times I've not answered the phone and had 10x missed calls in the next few minutes. It will never be enough will it? All the reassuring in the world, the stopping talking to certain people, the contact I have with others becoming less and less and more awkward because my "DP" doesn't like and it and it makes them insecure because of their past.
I have stood up for myself, I've told them how unreasonable they are, how it is not normal to want this level of contact. How suffocating it is. How they will never believe me no matter what I say, what I do, how they could watch me 24/7 and still find reasons to believe I'm going to or have done something.
I've stayed out for a night after an argument...just to get away. To breathe, to think. They made all the promises in the world. They cried, they told me how bad their past had been, how they had been shit on, how insecure it made them. I triedto reason, to reassure. To say I am not those people, I'm different. You can't keep me in a box because you think I'll leave too...life isn't like that, that isn't love.
I'm supposed to be moving in with this person in the next few weeks. It means giving up my home, I'm in a bind. I'm not working, applying for jobs but my savings are getting low. I have DC in the house. I can't scream and shout and say all the things I want to say. I can't cause a scene in front of my DC. I'm sitting in DC's room with them now. I want to kick "DP" out now. I can't stand it any longer. But I can't. I could go stay elsewhere for a few weeks til they move out but it's my house. I have a pet here too. I just don't know what to do right now.
Shit.