Changed name for obv reasons.... today I think that I broke up with my bf. I hate the person he is/became but the person I thought he was, was fabby...
Long story. Met him last year online, we chatted, via MSN then phone calls, got on well and eventually met up. We started dating that day and we were together for 13 months nearly. However he is a moody sort of person not to mention verging on paranoid IMHO (he's hacked into my email account etc, objected to me keeping up with friends from my late teens/early 20s and told me not to talk to them at parties etc as 'they're sad' ) and several times we had blazing blazing rows about me being 'casual' when it was more a case of me not rushing things as I have done in the past (he said I was, I said that I wasn't etc). Anyway we eventually slept together, had lots of weekends etc away but then he decided that the distance was too much and began hassling me to move in with him so he could keep me. To cut the story a bit shorter, he began to insult my family saying that they were keeping me where I live and not rushing to move in with him and decrying my right to hold my own opinions, regardless of whether he agreed with them or not. Today after a weekend of jibeing at me, including him insulting me last night, saying i had no life and would never get one, he began hassling me for sex saying he wouldn't see me for 3 weeks. I made a mistake driving on a motorway and he began hassling me to drive my car. I finally snapped and suggested that when he paid the car insurance, then he could drive my car. He called me a fucking ungrateful bitch and more besides and demanded to be dropped at the nearest tube station (we were in Essex at the time) so he could go home. In the stress of this situation, I actually missed the turning for the road I wanted and decided to take him to the nearest mainline rail station instead. Seconds later he went ballastic as he claimed that I'd driven over a pedestrian crossing in front of people. They didn't have so much as a toe on the crossing. I think the most qualified driving instructor in the world woudl have been criticised by him for something by now. Normally I would defer to pedestrians regardless of whether they're on the crossing or not but he was starting to make my skin crawl by this time, I wanted to get him out of my car. So I stopped the car on double yellow lines, put his stuff out and drove off - I told him where to find the station and got the hell out. Bad behaviour I know but I'm sick of being his verbal punchbag and the insults to my friends and family. Now he keeps ringing me and texting me as his train back isn't due til 8.30pm tonight. I'm deleting the texts as I get them, unread, and ignoring the calls as I'm frightened that he'll persuade me to go meet him again to "sort this out" (ie I apologise, grovel and he will think about if he wants to see me again). I loved him, or thought I did, but the whole relationship seems to have turned into me grovelling to him for forgiveness and tbh, I've had enough of it, it's unhealthy and unfair. I'm a reasonably nice person and deserve better than this. But he can't or won't ever see that .