Shiny but underneath all the glitz is NOTHING
by Miss X
It's too late once one figures out the person they fell in love with is mentally ill.
He love bombed me, called me his world, said I was all he had...claimed he couldn't live without me....
He expected me to support him financially because he was such an impulsive buyer, then became angry with me because I told him no.
I am a grown woman, successful, liked by most and very loving. No one has ever said such horrible things to me... called me such horrific names, or caused me to question my worth like he has.
One must educate themselves on these robotic beings. Because I'm an optimist, I honestly thought my love would affect him in a way that would amend him.
I was terribly wrong.
I've tried to end things with him on several occasions, but he always finds a way to worm his way back. He must have a harem too.... I discovered all the different people he gets validation from on his cell phone, which he protected like a large diamond.
Little did I know he doesn't care what age, nationality, size, or even gender that validation comes from. He is a sick individual and I pray for him daily.
Surviving his abuse isn't a piece of cake and I will likely suffer his waves for years to come. His love I received from time to time was purely intoxicating, but if I don't cut all contact, he is going to extract even my heartbeat.
To all of you out there suffering alongside me, get help and forge on.