First let me just say that I'm not a typical selfish person, quite the opposite actually.
I have a hard time trusting men, but when I met my x-BF it was as if I met my best friend in the whole world. He is kind of a loner type, very introverted and anxious, but we got close. I have never been in so much harmony with a man, ever. He got out the best in me and I got out the best in him, but I think we both got scared when we realized how much in love we were.
At times he would test me, as if he expected me to start some sort of crazymaking. I once dated someone with BPD so I know a lot about not knowing what to expect, and I figured he had the same kind of experiences with an ex girlfriend or an abusive parent. It would also explain his neurotic traits. I didn't say anything, but decided I'd let my (re)actions (or lack thereof) speak for themselves, I figured it would be the best way to beat trust issues. Overall I got the impression he was very unsure of himself and that he tended to cling to me in an unhealthy way. It was as if he didn't know how to act when I didn't get jealous when he was out with friends or if I didn't make decisions on his behalf.
Through my previous relationships I have realized the importance of being able to function together as two separate individuals and that it's the only healthy way, but it was as if he was used to being controlled and dominated. He was 34 at the time and had a manager position in a global consulting firm.
I work night shifts every fourth weekend, and those weekends he would fly in to the city where the companys main office is located and combine it with meetings on Fridays. I knew he had old friends there and that it would be good for him to spend time with them. He also had an apartment there and used to work there up until three years ago.
What I didn't know was that he had a girlfriend of 13 years and she was still living in his apartment. Or, their apartment. Not married, no kids, two cats and a car. Weeks went by with emotional turmoil and yelling to him for lying to me, breaking up and trying to talk through it. He insisted that this was much more than an affair to him, but at the time I was like "Yeah right, we all know how that story goes" and kept yelling.
It turned out her brother and he are best friends. There were so many problems in his own family that his girlfriends family was sort of a surrogate family for him even before he started dating her. He was understandably afraid that breaking up with the princess of the family would cost him the only safety he ever knew, and asked me to give him time. I really wasn't interested in a waiting game because I was so angry at the time and couldn't trust anything he said at that point. In the middle of this she found out about us, and he panicked and litterally jumped on the first plane.
Needless to say, I felt like the dirtiest, most worthless person in the whole world. It didn't help much that he wasn't "allowed" to talk to me ever again or said it was for the best. I would tell him he was a coward who ought to grow some backbone, and then he would defend himself saying he loved her and lecture me about the difference between love and inflatuation as if I just came from another planet. Did I believe it at the time? Yes, and I was heartbroken.
Do I still believe it? No. Confirmed by some of his friends, she is controlling and manipulative and they doubt he truly loves her. Even her facebook photo reaks from arrogance. She is doing everything she can to have him bend over backwards and prove his love and devotion to her, but I think she is fuelled more by self love than by true love for him.
Bottom line: I think it's time I start fighting for him, for us. I have nothing to lose.
She forced him to move back home so there's no way I can just accidentally run into him on the street and motivate his courage to make choices that are healthier to him. I know we are great together and I really want what's best for him, and I truly think it's much better for him to be far, far away from someone like her.
Where do I go from here? I get nowhere by being a nice girl when opposed to certain dominant princesses like her.