Long story short, he cut me out of his life and discarded me a month and six days ago after I blew up at him and called him out on playing with my feelings. He, no surprise here, projected his selfishness and intentions onto me and told me goodbye.
We both have this anonymous app where you can post your secrets and people nearby can see them. (It's popular in the college world.) He's been posting to gain sympathy, tell how he "really feels," and get women.
Well, yesterday he posted this long hateful post about hating being here (the south) and he hated all of the Christian influence and blah, blah. I was a bit irritable yesterday and tired, which means I'm more honest and impulsive, as my filters are foggy. And, a bit more b*tchy. Lol. Tired of seeing his hateful posts toward Christians, I snap and break no contact.
He had posted, "I swear if I was anywhere but here I would be happy. Cannot stand all of the Christianity. It is 2014. Doesn't everyone know all ancient things written are not real. Now to find people who know that."
I replied to his post anonymously and said, "Or, maybe you should get your crazy, unhappy, pathological-lying, fake Jewish, Christian-hating self out of here. That's a thought. "
He replies, "Haha." Then, privately messages me "Fake Jewish, pathological-lying?" I ignore it.
I replied to his post and say, "Oy vey! Your deception is funny to watch though. Thanks for entertainment. *insert kissy face iPhone emoji*" (The oy vey was a mockery to him as that is his favorite Yiddish expression.)
He says, "Look. I was raised Christian and it still makes absolute zero sense given all the actual facts. Have faith in the creator, hater."
I say, "Now you were raised Christian? Haha. Seriously? You can't keep your lies straight. It's amusing. I have faith in God and Jesus. I feel happiness because my soul is saved. You're the hater and always have been. Your unhappiness visibly eats you up on the inside."
Then, I quickly posted, "IDK why I even engaged you in conversation. I guess I get tired of seeing your lies/hate/pity ploys. You can do nothing but lie and hate people, especially those that care. You did me a favor by saying goodbye. Continue with your hate parade. Bye, bye. *insert waving hand iPhone emoji*"
He replies to to first, saying "You are very rude considering you do not know with whom you are conversing with."
And to the latter, he says, "?"
I ignore both responses and go on with my day.
CLASSIC. I knew it was him in my gut because he starts denying reality and acting like it's not him when you call him out on anything. He'd done it once before, even after he'd told me his name on the app in private messages. I knew what I was doing when I responded to him with that first post. I was baiting him to give me the ball back so I could deflate it. I wanted to take from him what he took from me. He's been living this last month with the satisfaction of having "won" over me, as he relayed to me that his ex he's been obsessing over for almost a year now is a "loss" because she cut him out and will not speak to him. I wanted to have the last say. I started to doubt if it was him.
BUT GUESS WHAT?
I get a text message from him at 10:38 a.m. this morning and it says, "Hey! Hope your doin iight."
HA HA HA.
His stupidity and his lack of faith in my intelligence makes me .
He realizes that I got the ball back and is panicking. IT IS A DEAD GIVEAWAY THAT IT WAS HIM. He's trying to take back control. Right now he sees it as a loss and is trying to get the upper-hand. He CANNOT handle losses, as he's told me.
Little does he know, I'M ABOUT TO DEFLATE THAT BALL AND GO NC.
Man, it feels good. After a psychopathic ex-boyfriend, and once these people reveal themselves, it becomes easy to see their game and predict their every move. I'm hopping on the NC, winning train. No more depression and sadness for me. He will not bring me down again. And, I hate that he evokes this side of me, but I guess after being screwed over repeatedly by an BPD mother, psychopathic ex, and him, a pwBPD, I just get tired of losing and it makes me competitive. I want to win for once and this is my chance.
