Ayla
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My ex-spouse is threatening me with suicide. I mean - threatening me. He says he's depressed, that I'm his soulmate, and because he doesn't have me he will inevitably kill himself. But...he insists on threatening only me with it. I called his parents, and his friend - he won't talk to them about it, but he wants to talk to me about it all the time.
Last night, he told me that if I didn't spend all night up with him, talking, that he would kill himself. I didn't, and he didn't. I was up all night by myself, lying in bed, starring at the wall, knowing it was probably just an attempt to keep my attention, but never being wholly sure. Well, he got my attention. He got what he wanted. He sent shock waves through my life; ruined 24 hours of my time, because he's that willing to say anything to get my attention and sympathy.
He thinks that I love him but deny it. He thinks we're soulmates. I wish we had never met. I lost everything because I went along with him...spent so much unhealthy time with him. Even now, I'm sitting alone, writting about him, instead of talking to anyone at school, or doing my work, or playing a sport, or having fun. I'm focused on him, still.
Don't look for terminal love - relationships that you belong to, that define you, that take over and become your life.
I'm going to smoke, because that's what I do when I can't do anything else.
Thanks for listening.
Last night, he told me that if I didn't spend all night up with him, talking, that he would kill himself. I didn't, and he didn't. I was up all night by myself, lying in bed, starring at the wall, knowing it was probably just an attempt to keep my attention, but never being wholly sure. Well, he got my attention. He got what he wanted. He sent shock waves through my life; ruined 24 hours of my time, because he's that willing to say anything to get my attention and sympathy.
He thinks that I love him but deny it. He thinks we're soulmates. I wish we had never met. I lost everything because I went along with him...spent so much unhealthy time with him. Even now, I'm sitting alone, writting about him, instead of talking to anyone at school, or doing my work, or playing a sport, or having fun. I'm focused on him, still.
Don't look for terminal love - relationships that you belong to, that define you, that take over and become your life.
I'm going to smoke, because that's what I do when I can't do anything else.
Thanks for listening.