I rarely post but am an avid reader. I came across this post on another forum and my jaw dropped. I think it encompasses everything discussed here perfectly.
I was in a relationship for over 3 years. He was my first everything and I truly loved him at first site. Nobody thought he was good enough for me (not even his mother), but I didn't care. I moved to another state for him and made sacrifices as far as my finances, education, and friendships. We lived together for a year and a half. When my mother fell ill about a year ago he stopped coming home many nights. Eventually, he didn't come home at all on weekends and came home at around 3am on weeknights. He became very secretive and I caught him in tons of lies. It was such a shocking change from only a month prior when he had asked me to marry him. I was very isolated and dependent so I tried to make things work. I was terribly worried about my mother, had left all of my friends and family, was working full time, and enrolled in college full time. Our relationship had become very abusive over time and I hadn't even realized it. I became resentful and bitter.
In early February we broke up. I went home to be with my ill mother and before I left he asked for me back. We decided we would work on things when I returned a month later. When I returned I started dating someone else, but quickly ended things as my ex and I started dating again (we were still living together). As soon as I left the other guy my ex changed his tune and stopped coming home again. I returned to my ill mother for another month and when I returned my ex stood me up at the airport. I returned to our apartment to find another woman's earring under our bed and the sheets in the dryer (he never does the laundry). He had explanations for everything.
Things went back and forth for a while. I eventually packed up and went to spend the summer with my family. My mother had life threatening surgery over the summer and suffered some complications. The doctors thought she would likely not survive surgery. The week before my mom underwent surgery my ex came to visit. He told me he loved me and wanted to make things right. He told me he was certain I was who he wanted to spend his life with. We got back together and had an amazing 10 days together. He even donated blood to my mother. Things felt right again. As my mom came out of surgery (still with tubes down her throat and fighting for her life) I received a text from my friend to check my facebook. My ex had changed his status to "in a relationship" with another woman! He ignored my phone calls and I haven't seen him since. Within about a month his new girlfriend had moved into "our apartment" and he gave her my diamond earrings.
I found out about his lies and cheating. I feel like 3.5 years of my life were an illusion. My heart is just broken. I'm smart and attractive. Since our breakup I have had several marriage proposals (mostly from his friends who had patiently waited for us to breakup). I just can't seem to recover. I don't understand how someone could be so cruel. Unfortunately, I am stuck at the same university as him (I only attended because of him). I dread going to class because I don't want to run into him on campus. My finances are a mess thanks to him. He's totally ruined me and I just don't know when the pain will stop.
I'm dating a wonderful guy, but it just doesn't feel right. He's introduced me to his parents and I think he is seriously planning on a future with me. I find myself annoyed by everything he says and does. My ex is 26 and still supported by his father, 2+ years from graduating, no career goals, a criminal record, and currently attending mandated alcohol classes (he's an alcoholic). My current bf is the same age, but has a degree, a good job, and owns a house. I don't know why I just can't get over my ex. Physical intimacy with anyone else makes me feel absolutely sick.
Do you think it's likely I'll every feel the way I felt about my ex again? I'm sorry for the long post.