So a lot happened… I couldn’t just sit here anymore. I drove down to Amanda’s house around 2 am and I see his bike there and her car there. I totally flipped. Calling both of them and texting both of them. Neither one was answering and I knew I’d do something stupid and I did. Knocked on the door and her roommate let me in and told me what room she sleeps in. So I went upstairs and just opened the door. They’re laying on the ground together and she’s sleeping but he isn’t.
I flipped. I know that was an insane move and I look like a crazy person but fuck if I’m going to sit by and let this shit keep happening. So she wakes up and starts yelling for me to get out of her house and all this shit and I told her I would as long as my ex comes and talks to me. I asked her what the fuck is going on and she goes “I’m spending time with MY boyfriend!” So I snapped back to my ex saying “So when you were fucking me this morning, is this what you had planned? To come over here to her?” and I made a comment about how he kept saying they were broken up and kept reiterating that she’s an ex girlfriend. Ex came outside with me and we attempted to go on a walk and talk to each other but he got incredibly angry and shoved me to the ground. He started walking back to his bike and I started walking after him begging him to talk. Things kept getting heated and other things happened. I was screaming crying in pain and he had to take off before neighbors or something came out.
Amanda came out at the tail end of it and “swears she didn’t see anything!” and I tried talking to her but ex made me leave. So I met ex at a grocery center down the road. Amanda called me and we were talking about a lot of shit. I told her that I’m sorry that I barged into her house but she has to understand the shitty side I’m seeing. She said that the reason he came over is because she was going to kill herself and she texted him “goodbye. I hope your life is wonderful without me” and so he came over so she wouldn’t off herself. She said that her home was the only safe place she had and I violated it and that next time she’ll make a citizen’s arrest (LOL) and whatever. Ex was angry with me.
We came home and I finally fell asleep around 5 and he did cuddle up with me and I woke up at 7 to go to work. While I was at work I texted him some things about how I love him and I’m sorry and whatever.
He sends back a LONG text about how I’m out of control and he can’t control me and that I’M controlling HIM. He said that until I make a change (going on a fuck ton of prescription meds) that he doesn’t want to be with me. That there’s something wrong with me. Just really kept on going. He said he hates where we are right now.
I told him I’d talk to him in the morning. So before my ex’s shift ended I went to the store and came back home and he was there. Attempted small talk but it didn’t go anywhere. So I got in my car and left. He texted asking where I was going and said he wasn’t leaving the house for a while.
This is the part that makes me upset. He asks where I’m going… If I don’t give him a straight answer, he will flip out. I mean he will go on about how he’ll never take me back and he hates me and I’m a stupid bitch and all kinds of shit. But that’s the only question I asked him last night and he freaked ut then saying it’s none of my business and I’m smothering him. So how can he say I have control over him when this is what he does? When I can’t say the things he can or do the things he can for fear of him hurting me and leaving me? That doesn’t sound like I have any control over anything. I don’t even want control. I just want to know what the fuck is going on. I don’t think this is fair or right. Why couldn’t he just tell me last night that she was having a crisis and he needed to tend to her? I would’ve been fairly upset but I wouldn’t have dared driving down there or doing anything I did.
I’m just so fed up with this. I’m fed up with my life. I can’t handle any of this. I don’t want to. I’d rather just lay on the ground and wither away because that sounds like a better fucking plan.
So the ex left tonight to “feel like he can”. Which means he’s going to Amanda’s house. Before he did he came over and hugged me and kissed me on the back of my neck. He was laughing that I bought cookies at the store. And then he walked to the other room and I got on my phone and was rereading his text from earlier. He came over and I turned the phone off to give him one last hug and he seemed incredibly angry. No doubt he probably thinks I was texting someone or cheating on him.
I’ve never been in more emotional or physical pain and I don’t know how to get through this. I don’t have any friends. Zero. I don’t have any family either. Making up with them would work for a few hours and then it’d be right back to where it was. It’s happened close to 5-6 times this summer. I’m completely alone.