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Herodias
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« on: June 26, 2016, 08:10:44 AM » |
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My ex was very polite, opened doors for women, soft spoken, called to check in on his way into or home from work, called on his breaks, text me to say I love you, sometimes would bring home dinner like lobster for a surprise and cook it, brought me flowers and gifts for no reason, gave me back rubs, liked to cuddle, held my hand in public, attempted to help with the laundry, would make me laugh, very giving in bed, liked to be seen out with me, complimented me and told everyone what a beautiful wife he had. He was into lots of hobbies and sports, very active and kept himself in shape for the most part. Liked to go out to dinner and to get ice-cream out of the blue. Loved to travel with me and had fun when we went out. He liked meeting people and was very attentive to me. He moved up in his career at a steady pace. Very proud of himself. He was into nice things, name brands and had to have the best of the best for us.
My ex was a drinker, not socially, heavily. He smoked and would use his smoke breaks to contact other people and/or women for attention. He would kiss me in public for attention. He picked his toenails in the movie theatre, He swore at me allot. He would look at someone smaller than me and call them obese... .which of course made me think, if he thinks they are obese, what does he think of me? He drank until he passed out and then sometimes he peed the bed... .not a fun night for me. He stopped doing this for a long time and then it started to happen again when he got with the last woman. He took pills until he passed out... got hooked on xanex and would take 10 in a day! He tried to go to work like that! He lied at work, telling people his war stories when he was in the military, only he never went to war! He threatened people in weird little ways at work. He told his co-workers about our finances, our sex life and then lied and said I had breast cancer. He lied and said my Dad died, so he could leave work to "comfort" me. He lied to leave work allot when he was stressed. He went to company meetings out of town and went to strip clubs and got beat up, lost his cellphone allot. He would drive downtown to the city and lose his car, get drunk and get lost and I would have to go find him. He would go to bars that he had no business being in and get himself beat up. He wrecked allot of cars. had only one DUI amazingly. Put allot of cars into ditches. Been in jail multiple times, once for a bad check, drunken driving and the last one was domestic violence with me. He would end up at the hospital allot. Suicidal tendencies... .Cutting himself allot. I was supposed to read his mind. Then there were the silicone body parts he had sex with at night. Lots of porn. Dating sites too. He would not smoke weed or do cocaine due to his job, so he would focus on getting prescription drugs from psychiatrists and dr.'s. He would meet "friends" in rehab and mental hospital stays and have people come over at night. It would be the middle of the night and I would wake up to his having people over to comfort him in the night because he was lonely or suicidal. He would have mental patients over and walk them through the whole house and tell them what everything costs! A couple times he went scuba diving in the pond in our back yard while on drugs in the middle of the night with the alligator! That was when he ended up in rehab the next day! He drove on drugs and his last time went to jail for distribution since he had someone else pill bottle in the car. He has a pending felony now.
He would hold me tight in a dark closet... just to see what I would do. He would hold me on the bed, so I couldn't move. I could never, ever say no to sex and if I tried to get away from him he got all excited about chasing me around the house, taking my keys and phone away. A couple times I got out. He would hold knives to me and guns. The worst night was when he held me on the kitchen floor with his hand over my mouth as I hyperventilated. He let me up and I ran for the door, he grabbed me and pushed me on the couch and put a pillow over my face. Then he stood up and said "this is going to be a long night" as he waved a gun in the air. That is when He went to jail and no one got him out- yet he was mad at me! A few months later it was Xmas eve... .he started a horrible fight with me and told me he hated me and couldn't stand to look at me. He told me to leave the house. I was afraid, so I did. I drove a half an hour away to my sisters. After he calmed down, I thought things were better so I went home. He would usually go to bed and I would be fine. This time no- he raged at me even more and sent me out into the night again. I went back to my sisters and then went home early in the morning. This is when I found another woman in my bed on Xmas day... .We separated, yet for some reason I kept wanting him to get help. He told me he loved me then went off and got yet another woman pregnant and she is stuck with him now.
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