GypsyGirl Posted September 19, 2006 Posted September 19, 2006 Hi everyone...I may have posted here before, a few months ago, I'm not sure. I broke up with my fiance for a few days back then, but then we got back together. And now he's dumped me and won't talk to me and I'm freaking out. We were together for more than 2 years. We always had a volatile relationship, because he has anger problems and likes to talk to other women. That's why I left him last time, and he was okay for a while, but then started acting like a jerk again. Anyway, everything has been relatively fine. But on Sunday night he picked a fight with me over a stupid DRINKING GLASS that he felt I hadn't washed well enough. It ended with him telling me that he is screwing another woman (who is old enough to be his mother), that he wants to have a baby with her because I won't give him one (not true--I just wanted to be married before having a baby), and that I'm a "fat b!tch" (I have gained weight since we got together, but I'm definitely not FAT). Now, in the time we've talked since Sunday night, he's told me that he's not really screwing this woman, but he DOES want to have a baby, with her or anyone (except me) and that he wants his freedom and he will do anything he has to do to make me leave him alone. So I packed up most of my stuff and came here to my mom's yesterday--not because I wanted to, but because he told me he's absolutely done with me, and I don't want to be in that apartment without him. And even though he's the biggest jerk in the world, I CAN'T STOP CALLING HIM OR WANTING TO SEE HIM. I'm sitting here at my mom's house, just dying to be back in our apartment with him. I'm crying my eyes out and going crazy, wondering why he's fine without me and I'm NOT fine without him. I miss him; I miss our life; I miss the good things. I can't imagine having to feel like this for God knows how long--I can't imagine getting over this or him. I don't know how to do this and I can't stop crying. I try to distract myself, but it just comes back to calling him (and he's forwarding all his calls to a fax machine, so he doesn't have to talk to me), and waiting for him to call me. I'm so scared and alone and I just wish I could go back to Sunday night and make this never have happened. I don't have the strength to help myself.
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