They are incapable of maintaining a loving relationship they see the pain and hurt they cause as always the partners or friends fault and accept no responsibility for thier self destructive addictive behaviors. I texted my final goodbye after a conversation tonight and told her she was no longer my business or responsibility. It is no contact for good now. I dont expect her to try to contact me but no matter. I know in my heart I have had enough of the punishment and betrayal that she calls love. I dont believe they are actually capable of loving in the true sense and I must find that when I am fully over her for myself because I a great person and deserve better. I dont even wish her luck anymore because she will intentionally destroy that too. They are addictive
and frankly I dont think they deserve any sympathy unless they show some willingness to work towards recovery, accepting responsibility and coping with the disorder but I dont believe they can ever function as a normal loving human being for any extended period of time. A shame if the person I knew and truely loved is not just a total fake persona, can not realize and appreciate those who truely loved and cared for them. I dont hate her though she thinks I do for I must abandon her as I promised I never would but I was faithful and honest and I have to accept that she is not capable of any of that stuff required of a true relationship or freindship. Sad and painful to me but I prefer reality to living a fiction and her love is truely a lie.
I think I agree with you on all points. I thought I was being recycled recently, texts of I love you, I miss you, life is better with you in it, I never wanted you to leave (after kicking me out twice) - then she found out all the accusations she's been throwing my way about cheating with a friend of hers were false. Her response? "I guess I was wrong so I am so sorry! But I know you're a man who doesn't and never did love me so now I have closure and will delete you from my life." Utter lack of responsibility for any of her actions and again, I feel like a doormat. Thankfully, I've noticed I've been going through the stages of grieving and this recent episode propelled me right to the anger stage. I'm mad at myself for putting up with her crap and mad at her for shirking all responsibility for the emotional tornado that she is. I understand her "shame" prevents her from seeing this. Heck, she's probably blocked it all out of her reality but that's not my fault and not my problem. Time to move on and get our lives back on track. We lived before these women and will live after, hopefully armed with self-awareness, self-love and a firm idea of what we truly deserve, reciprocal love.
