Posted 22 February 2012 - 10:22 AM
I am hoping I deserve to be here, this is my story and I hope that people can see what I went through and how it qualifies as abuse.
When I was 25 years old, I met a girl online. Lets call her JB. She was a HUGE fan of my writing (I write fan fiction and post it on the internet, I have a small following, nothing to really brag about but there are about fifteen people who read whatever I write no matter what it is) so JB private messages me through the site. We start talking, hit it off right away. She seems like the perfect girl for me and also she's a lesbian (or claims to be one) and I get so excited! Within a month she traveled from New York to Ohio to see me. She visited for a week and then a month later came back for the same amount of time. I thought I was in love with her, at the time I would have told you I was in love with her, we even promised to marry each other in the future. By August (we met the first time officially on the fourth of july) we were moved in together. She had dropped everything in her old life to come and live with me.
Within the first two days, things went horribly wrong. She started to prey on my guilt, going back on things she said she was okay with. For one, every time she visited for a week she knew I was a smoker and I smoked around her constantly. Now, all of the sudden, I wasn't allowed to do it, even though I was paying rent on the entire apartment. I still did it, but she designated areas of where I could do it and would complain constantly. We were both diagnosed with Boarderline Personality at the time and both on medicaions (hers were different from mine) but as I have worked hard in the past 3 years to become more mentally stable and end up having my doctors re-evaluate me and even say that I may not have had boarderling in the first place, I really don't know what is up with her. Not important now I suppose.
Within a week we had gotten in a huge fight, she found me cutting myself and called the cops, where she promptly told them I was threatening suicide (which I wasn't) and made sure to get me on a psych hold. At the time I would have said she was looking out for me and just didn't want me to hurt myself, although now I don't know exactly what her motives were at that point.
Things went on for a while. Slowly she isolated me from my family, and also demanded that I completely stop talking to a very good male friend of mine because she was threatened by the fact that he would get me nicer gifts than she could on special occasions because he had a better job. This guy I am talking about is seriously just a friend, I live in his house now, pay rent, nothing has ever happened between us relationship wise and nothing ever will. We are just friends. I knew him for about two years before I met her. She also wouldn't let me talk to my sisters and cut me off from my parents for the most part except when I told her that I absolutely needed to go to some function. I hate my parents anyway so it wasn't a huge deal but I know better than not to show up on Christmas or birthadays or other holidays. Oh and she only met my parents twice, she had paranoid delusions that they hated her (which they did not at the time0 and claimed that I shouldn't be able to see them or even want to see them if they hated the woman I loved.
When she had me isolated, she started demanding that she sit in on my sessions with my psychiatrist and that counseling for me became couple counseling for both of us. JB had a sharp tongue and a way of manipulating people that I do not posess. I am a manipulator, I won't deny that, but JB could do it on a level that I have never seen nor do I dream to attain because it's just brainwashingly evil what she does. In private she demanded that I get off the medication I was currently on and switch to other ones because in her opinion the medication I was on wasn't doing anything for me. She threatened to leave numerous times if I didn't do it, she also threatened to leave me if I didn't quit smoking. Not because of how it would affect me but she said I was killing her cat. (I have a cat too, she bought him for me as a gift, still have him....she never mentioned that I was hurting my cat).
She would also constantly berate me, tell me that I made myself out to be someone I was not on the internet, that I was way worse than any of her other girlfriends, and she restricted what I could listen to on my computer when she was around and what movies I could watch when she was around....although I was threatened into watching many things with her that didn't interest me because she preyed on the fact that I was so in love with her that she could threaten to leave if I didn't share the expereince with her. I am not saying she isn't allowed to like things I don't but I really didn't think it was fair she would emotionally blackmail me to get me to watch Glee and other musicals when I already told her I HATE musicals.
One night we were playing a karaoke game for PS2. It measured the pitch of your voice and awarded points based on how well you matched pitch. Well I smoked her in the game, which I didn't even want to play or try very hard at, but she got REALLY mad. Her dream in life is to be in musicals and be a stage performer and singer and all that. I have no interest in that whatsoever. I want to be a writer and completely behind the scenes. Oh and she really can't sing for crap, I took private vocal lessons when I was a lot younger and learned how to sing and breathe and all that but I never had any interest in persuing it....considering I am a smoker it should be obvious that I don't actually give a crap about my voice. I guess that she was set off by the fact that I didn't put much effort into singing and I still beat her and it was all she ever wanted to be able to do and I held a talent she would never have and that's when the insults started flying. Everything from me being selfish to me not being as good as Sam (her Ex) and anything inbetween. I got so mad I told her to get out and never come back. She said she had nowhere to go and would be staying. I told her I pay the rent. She said that her name was on the lease as well and could legally be there (Which was true even though I actually paid the entire rent).
From there things just went to hell. It was around that time that I was detoxing from my medication, AT her insistence and I was really sick for about three days and couldn't get out of bed. On the first day of this she told me to suck it up then decided she was going to drive home to New York to be with her dad for a while. We were already broken up and though I didn't really want her around I was REALLY sick and could barely do anything and she left me alone. I ended up in the ER severely dehydrated, having to call an ambulance and be there entirely alone because of the fact that no one in my life was talking to me at that point because of her. When she got back from New York she demanded that I take her off of the lease so she could move out. She had found a job at Cedar Point (how she landed this job I will NEVER know because she was WAY underqualified for it. It was a salary job not a minimum wage job so I don't get how she got it other than, like I said, she was a very good manipulater and could spin lies like I have never seen)
About a week before she moved out she told me that she never actually loved me. I asked her why she said it to me numerous times when I said it to her, having truly been in love with her all the times I had said it. She sai she just thought it was the appropriate thing to say. She went on to tell me that she just used me in order to get out of a bad situation in New York. She was living in a group home (I knew that when we first met) and she hated it there and she knew that I had the money and connections to get an apartment for the both of us so she just used me to get out. Then she said she had found a job anyway, didn't need me any more, and was basically done with me. I got her name off of the lease and thought I was done with her when she moved out. I was not.
Pretty soon the online conversations started and the e-mail an account hacking started, this went both ways we both did it to each other, I will not deny that I was also as volitile as her in the relationship. When I get pushed I push back but she took it to an extreme. I was in therapy, seeing my therapist about JB for a few weeks when I hacked into JBs Yahoo account because she had hacked into one of my accounts. Well it wasn't so much hacking as there was a time in the realtionship where I knew her passwords and she knew mine and both of us had failed to change our passwords at that point.
I found out that through e-mail she was talking to my therapist, STILL, and my therapist was responding to her which violates TONS of rules and probably laws. When I confronted my therapist with the information I had she flat out denied it. I told her I had seen the e-mails and I was not stupid. She said even if JB did contact her she wasn't allowed to talk to JB and I called BS on that because like I said, I had seen her e-mail responses. Quickly after that I stopped seeing that therapist all together, telling her basically that she was a horrible person. I switched agencies entirely so JB could not ever find out who I was seeing as a therapist. I have a new therapist now who I am very happy with by the way.
About a year ago, I got contacted by another girl on the same fan fiction site, who had read a small blurb I had posted about how one of my stories was being taken down because JB and I Co-wrote it together and I was not continuing it. At first I thought she was JB but now I know she's not as we have grown very close and plan to meet in a few months. However, this new girl did KNOW who JB was, and I was informed that JB did something very similar to a good friend of my new friend. As I dug more into things I was able to find a second woman that JB had done the same thing to. They both had very similar stories, that almost mirrored what I went through. It was crazy!
As I have moved on and learned to cope with what happened, I have found that almost everything JB told me in our relationship was a lie. Everything about her personal life, the only thing I am sure of is that she lived in a group home because I was contacted by them a few times after she moved out. She claimed her father molested her and she never wanted to live with him again, she would die before she did that, and now she is with him and has been living with him for a few years. She never told her father about who I was or what I supposedly meant to her, and she never let me talk to him or gave me information on how to contact him. She would jet off for weeks at a time to go see him (Or so she claims) and then come back. All of what I just described barely scratches the surface of what happened in our time together, I could literally write a book on that time period.
In any case, this post is long enough I just had to share what I went through. We almost came to physical blows once, but the thing about me is i will not hesitate to hit back, I have been assaulted in my life too many times to become a victim like that. Three seperate occasions of sexual assault brought me to that point and I think JB knew if she did end up hitting me I would fight back. I guess the worst part is she showed NO EMOTION through out the whole relationship except twice, when I am sure she was only crying because she wanted to manipulate me or other people. She never got angry or sad or depressed, NOTHING.....it is very eerie. Anyway, this post is long enough at this point. Do I deserve to be here?