Single & Relieved
The man I previously complained about ended up being umm... not sure how to put this and I don't want to be cruel but honestly, he was mentally ill.
I'm a little nutty myself and one thing I liked about him as a person was that he was nuts in the same way I was nuts but then the lid blew off of everything and his insanity flared up, he wouldn't stop keeping company with drug addicts, complaining about it and then trying to make himself look like Jesus of Nazareth for hanging around them and doing things for them.
Finally, in a meth panic he called me saying they'd doped him and the dose was from a bad batch, one man had just died from it, but yet he made no efforts to get to a hospital and instead was pity-seeking and I refused to play along.
Once this night happened I suddenly saw the pattern, he compulsively sough both pity and admiration... the ultimate martyr.
I'd had trouble swallowing some of his stories before and found some to be highly suspicious.
After digging for more details on these stories I'd always find that he'd spun them in such a way as to illicit my admiration/pity.
I then realized that most of the sweet things he'd done for me were the things he'd do for anyone, even a dirty meth addict man next door, just to look like a swell guy and that's when it all came crumbling down.
I was sitting here on the phone with him that night, not wanting anything else to do with him but not wanting to be the bitch that broke his heart, thankfully he spared me that choice when he himself, got so HURT that I wouldn't freak out thinking he was dying from poisoned meth that he called it "over".
I was pretty upset over the entire thing and really disappointed that he wasn't who I thought or hoped he was but not deeply heartbroken, mostly relieved.
So, back to celibacy mode, which is OK with me for the time being.
A psychic told me that in May, while vacationing in Eureka Springs, AR that I'll meet a man who is "very important" or will become so I suppose.
We shall see!
I'm a little nutty myself and one thing I liked about him as a person was that he was nuts in the same way I was nuts but then the lid blew off of everything and his insanity flared up, he wouldn't stop keeping company with drug addicts, complaining about it and then trying to make himself look like Jesus of Nazareth for hanging around them and doing things for them.
Finally, in a meth panic he called me saying they'd doped him and the dose was from a bad batch, one man had just died from it, but yet he made no efforts to get to a hospital and instead was pity-seeking and I refused to play along.
Once this night happened I suddenly saw the pattern, he compulsively sough both pity and admiration... the ultimate martyr.
I'd had trouble swallowing some of his stories before and found some to be highly suspicious.
After digging for more details on these stories I'd always find that he'd spun them in such a way as to illicit my admiration/pity.
I then realized that most of the sweet things he'd done for me were the things he'd do for anyone, even a dirty meth addict man next door, just to look like a swell guy and that's when it all came crumbling down.
I was sitting here on the phone with him that night, not wanting anything else to do with him but not wanting to be the bitch that broke his heart, thankfully he spared me that choice when he himself, got so HURT that I wouldn't freak out thinking he was dying from poisoned meth that he called it "over".
I was pretty upset over the entire thing and really disappointed that he wasn't who I thought or hoped he was but not deeply heartbroken, mostly relieved.
So, back to celibacy mode, which is OK with me for the time being.
A psychic told me that in May, while vacationing in Eureka Springs, AR that I'll meet a man who is "very important" or will become so I suppose.
We shall see!