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« on: April 17, 2014, 03:13:31 AM » |
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I've posted about my xBPDgf recycling me for several weeks, then discarding me like I was yesterday's newspaper, though not before twisting the emotional knife a few times for good measure. In predictable form, she then emailed me several times but a few hours after said discard, saying she needs to feel safe and that she "loved our time together too much" and that she wants to be friends.
So, I decided to write a very firm email, stating that we are no longer in any form of relationship, including friendship, and nor will we every be. To please not contact me, and to please leave me alone.
I shouldn't be surprised, though I suppose I am, with her response. I get a long email in which she says that friendship is possible, and also concludes saying that "I need you to respect my boundaries right now." What the heck? I suppose it is a need not to be abandoned, to remain in some form of control (or to have an illusion of it)... . better yet, it is a reflection of the distorted reality in which she lives. Had I received a "respect my boundaries" from anyone else, I'd be pleased, as I'd be getting what I want, indirectly, so who cares how it comes about. In her case, she wouldn't know a boundary if it was ten feet high and twenty feet wide. I've said my peace now, so it's up to me to maintain my boundaries with her, regardless of what she does or doesn't do.
I will also continue to remind myself each and every day that I am a decent human being who deserves better, and that I love myself too much to be prompted to respond to such craziness. I certainly have moments - brief waves, which can last a few minutes or few hours - of despair and emptiness that wash over me. I realize though it's not because I want her back; it's because I still have work to do on myself. It's part of the aftereffects of years of her telling me I'm "toxic," "evil," and "pathological," as well as my own issues, including being a full-on, co-dependent (our couple's therapist helped me a great deal with this).
In my low moments, I still have this tiny hook inside myself, though, that says "what if she was right?" This hook is getting weaker as I am further from her, her craziness and distortions, and closer to the positive world where up isn't down, and left isn't right. Her latest email was a helpful reminder to me of the house of mirrors in which I had been living. I will continue to be strong, and I will continue to value myself for being the imperfect human being that I am. I owe this to myself, to my children, and to those who truly love me.
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