I think I’ve mentioned that I broke up with one of my Ex’s on valentine’s day a few times here on fluther. It might seem harsh, but I thought I was in love with her for a long time, but toward the end of our relationship she was straight up crazy.
Yea, yea, you’re probably thinking, “What you couldn’t handle her bitching about you playing video games?” No, she was f*cking crazy! I remember one night….
I had just gotten off of work and came home (yes, we lived together) and just wanted to sleep, because I was exhausted. At some point during the night she decided she wanted to dump a thing of lotion all over me while I slept. Of course I woke up pissed. I cussed and scorned while she complained about not “getting any” even though she gave no clue nor a lead that she wanted to have sex when I got home. In fact I thought she was already asleep. Anyways, I ended up going out into the living to sleep on the couch, because all I wanted was to sleep. Minutes later she follows me with a leather studded belt and proceeds to beat me with it. Afraid of fighting back due to the man never being believed if the authorities happen to get involved I flee. Not only was it quite painful, but it went on for hours of her chasing me around the parking lot, until I eventually got fed up and took a few slashes to get in close and remove her weapon. She resorted to fists and I pushed her to the ground. Then she ran inside and locked the door. I slept in my car, lol.
This of course was not the night I broke up with her. That Valentines day I really wanted to do something special for her, but she was being a complete bitch that day. That night I recall us getting into an argument of something trivial and her threatening to kill herself and all that mess. So she’s screaming and throwing shit and I’m just thinking, “Please let a neighbor hear this and call the cops.” For some reason she got in the shower and destroyed everything in the bathroom and I mean everything. She even managed to break the bathtub. A feat that still baffles me. During this very audible event I stood in the door way of the apt waiting for cops to show up, but they never did. Then, there was silence….....
She walked into the bedroom got dressed and then told me, “I feel better now. I’m gonna go to walmart for some tuna helper. I’ll be back.” She left..
I packed some clothes and hopped in my car and didn’t talk to her for over a year.