Ellie arrives in my office for her first session. She‘s visibly nervous. As we sit and talk, she places her eyes intently on her feet, breaking away periodically to catch my eyes and smile shyly. She’s been out a few times with another woman she met recently. The woman told her she’s dating other people. Brasileira took that to mean she was playing games. No, she was telling you she’s dating other people so as not to play games. She didn’t say she didn’t want to date the Brasileira too, I explained.
Wow! Thank you for giving me hope. 23 years with him, left me with suicidal tendencies for almost a year. Finally, see the truth, and very sad that at this point in my life, I now have to realize I loved someone with my entire being, was all based on lies. I will probably never get the opportunity to know what love really is, that is very hard to accept.
I think we tend to priorities life differently in terms of work and commitments. I tend to put the people in my life who I love the most first, and sometimes he puts his commitments first and gets around to the people he loves when he has satisfied his commitments. He does not do that all of the time, but there is a pattern.
I guess I’m just trying to say, please be careful if you have someone living with you (or still connected with you with this disorder.) It’s hard to diagnose and it’s really hard to prove. Stand up to them straight away by getting help to deal with this behaviour for yourself.
Love is a feeling that can bring you paramount ecstasy…but also, depths of depression. When you are younger, love can be so confusing that you literally do crazy things, like calling and hanging up when they answer, Facebook/cyber stalking, checking their text messages, writing letters of desperation, becoming clingy, and much more. These crazy” acts of love usually decrease as we get older, typically from the hard-earned lessons we learn from the heartbreaks we endure.
Interesting the great lengths people go to in order to trick them to fill out a bunch of dumb, spam offers where you have to sign your life away and then you finally get so annoyed after a half hour, trying to gain this Kim Kardashian hack. Fake Fake Fake. You should be ashamed of yourself.