My wife left me in February. This month would have marked 6 years together.
We had so much crap we had to endure together- money problems, transportation problems, and one bad neighbor after another. We lived over an extremely loud bar for over 2 years. Then we had alcoholic neighbors that loved to party and blast their music. We had my beloved cat that i had since i was 12 years old die in 2003 and that tore me apart.
She pulled away from me, not being able to handle my grief for very long. I gave her everything and spoiled her rotten. Clothes, money, teddy-bears, books, jewelry. I wrote her poetry and made her artwork and did the sweetest things for her. For 2 1/2 years, she had no income whatsoever and I had to pay all the bills, make all the sacrifices and support her while dealing with my grief, and that terrible bar that she forced me to move above in the first place.
She pulled away from me and started chatting all night long on the internet instead of going out and getting some source of income. Finally she was about to get on SSI (disability), the alcoholics were evicted, i was volunteering my time- i thought everything was getting better. Then i find out she was having an online affair and phone sex with an internet guy that she swore was just a friend. She had a complete made-up world for herself, i discovered. I set him straight on her double-life and he apologized.
I was furious. Then she told me she was leaving me. For 2 1/2 years, i supported this girl only to have her leave as soon as she got her own money! I feel so used.
We had an agreement that with her new income, she would handle the bills for a month or 2, and give me a rest! She broke that deal and broke my heart.
I still loved her, though, and tried to work things out. She still left. i wanted to end things there, but she convinced me we still had a chance. So for 6 months, she played the hot and cold game. We'd get together and she'd be wonderful. A week would go by, and then she didn't want me anymore. Back and forth again and again. She told me another guy was coming around, but he was just a friend. (This is true, I found out she doesn't like him at all and using him while he has feelings for her.)
A few days ago, she ends it officially. She tells me we're incompatible. I'm boring. She doesn't need me anymore. Afterall, she has family and friends helping her out and guys asking her out all the time while i have no one. She was all i had left. She wants to forget about the past and move on, so i am left holding all this emotional baggage by myself. Everything i did for her, everything i sacrificed for her, everything i forgave her for- doesn't matter to her anymore.
I still love her and i know in my head i deserve better, but i thought we'd always be together forever. I moved 500 miles away from my home to live near her family. She was everything to me and now she's gone. After 6 months of getting the run around, I'm getting a counselor on Monday. It's hard for me to trust people because i've been hurt so many times before, so i don't have any close friends.
I cry a lot thinking about her, and i knew all along that she was never as committed to me as i was to her. I'm a good writer, so i'm getting all my feelings out in songs. I know she's not thinking of me. She says she's happier without me- after i spoiled her rotten, went without so she didn't have to, took care of her, wrote her poetry and made her art, forgave her all her lying and cheating and now she thinks she's better than me.
Did she ever really love me? Was I used the whole time? Will anyone ever truly love me? I'm such a kind and sweet and generous guy with a lot of love to give. But i have all this baggage i have to deal with now, plus deal with my painful childhood. I was beaten and molested and made to feel like i was worthless my entire life by more than one family member. She was my first serious relationship, too. But i am determined to get my songs published one way or another- I'm finally believing in me. I want to show her what she gave up, and what she could have had if she had believed in me half as much as i believed in her.
I'm interested in making friends with similiar experiences. I have aim and i'm a good listener. Thank you to any repliers.