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Originally Posted by Sassafrass
Mental abuse is just a bunch of bullshit if you ask me. Calling people BAD NAMES. I mean, come on. Get over it. Consider the SOURCE, here.
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Mental and emotional abuse is sometimes a lot more insidious than that. I've been in a relationships which I'd have to describe as mutually abusive. It was all emotional abuse, nothing physical. I'd never stoop to that level, and neither would she. The thing about it is that for quite a while there, the two of us were very much in love, but neither of us were in any way ready for a serious relationship.
I know I never intended to hurt her feelings, and I'm pretty sure she never intended to hurt mine, but we were just so intensely bad for each other. I mean, I was poison to her, and she was poison to me. We were together for about a year. The first six months or so were some of the best times in my life. The last six months were pure, unmitigated hell.
We must have discussed breaking up about 3 times a month, but whenever it was me who inititiated that talk, she'd always insist that we could make it work, and if she intitiated it, then the roles would be reversed. Finally, There came this one night when things were coming to a head, and she was really pushing my buttons. Eventually, I snapped and said that it really wasn't going to work out. I told her I was sick of the games that both of us were playing, and she went through the usual routine of imploring me to reconsider. This time, I wouldn't be moved. It was just too late.
The next day, I was horrified, and begged and pleaded with her to take me back. She told me that she'd realised that I was right. It wasn't a healthy relationship. We tried to give things another try, a couple of months later, but it was just too easy to fall back into the same old patterns.
We both had major emotional problems, and rather than deal with them, we would each use them as a knife to stab at the other. In my case, I can only say that it's because I never really believed she loved me. If I had to guess, I'd say that the same was true in her case. It was
fucked up.
I don't guess that you'll really understand why we put up with it for so long, Sass, but its complicated. I'm through that phase in my life now. I've decided not to seek another relationship, because I just can't face the prospect of being in another one like that. It's just easier to be on my own.
Jam it back in, in the dark.