After not speaking for a few months, my ex contacted me back in December telling me she missed me, which meant she was lonely, depressed, and horny. Last time we'd spoken she was seeing someone, actually it was the guy she cheated on me with when she started travelling to San Fran for work. Having a functional dick, I took advantage of this situation. We went out to dinner, where she spent the entire time bitching about her ex, then we went back to her house, where she also spent the entire time bitching about her ex...while her top was off and her hand down my pants, mind you. She decides, midf*ckingcoitus, that she wasn't feeling this. Talk about a boner killer. I dismounted, reclothed, and went on my way, feeling like a sucker yet again.
A few days later I'm at a party drinking with some people who went to high school with her. I told them about the million reasons we broke up, much of which was due to (both of our) alcoholism. I also mentioned how I never really trusted her, and how her distrust of me nearly lead me to down the path of insanity. Seriously, I've never cheated on anyone in my life, yet I was getting accused all the time of cheating. It got so bad I started to question my own sanity. She'd planted a seed of guilt in my head even though I was never unfaithful. At some point I mentioned it was odd that she seemed to change her story about how many guys she'd been with. Initially it was 10, then 11, for which she called ME a liar for questioning it. Every time we broke up I asked her if she'd done anything with anyone else. She always said I haven't been with anyone new, which I apparently didn't read into enough! Several people set me straight that night - she hadn't been with 10 people, more like 110. It was then that all the pieces started falling into place. The best way to divert attention from yourself is to constantly accuse someone else. I'll be honest, I was LIVID. I'd spent 4 years of my life with this woman, spent my $20k savings moving into and fixing up a house so we could get married and start a family, etc. If I'd have known then what I know now, I never would have wasted a second with her. She stole 4 years of my life and had been (most likely) cheating on me the entire time. I sent her a drunken, angry email that night and told her to never f*cking contact me again
Fast forward to last week. The girl I was dating broke up with me, and within 5 minutes I get an email from my ex saying she missed me.
When we broke up I was in a bad place. One of the main reasons our relationship ended was due to my depression and everything that came from it - alcoholism, being miserable, treating others like dirt...booze f*cks up your brain. Turns it to mush. It had caused me to lose friends, loved ones, etc. But I got help. I've been seeing a therapist for a year now and I quit drinking 4 months ago. That changed everything. It finally allowed me to see reality and everything around me clearly. That was the main facet of my depression. Quitting had a windfall effect of making everything else better. I have changed for the better since we split.
This time I had my guard up. This time I had the advantage of actually being able to see what was happening and make rational decisions. So I responded to her and we started talking. On Friday night, she texts me at 1 am and wakes me up. Her sister drunkenly threw something at her so she left without a car. I called yellow cab for her, but they won't pick people up on a street corner and her sister's address doesn't even show up on Google maps. Yay podunk Texas. I roll out of bed and drive 29 miles to pick her up. She spent the next 29 miles bitching about her ex. He's a 51-year-old widow, perfect guy, blah blah blah. Well, he WAS a widow, until his wife showed up very much alive and very much pissed off. Turns out he was having an affair while travelling for work. The entire time my ex is crying asking What am I doing wrong? Nevermind the fact that I've told her numerous times what she was doing wrong when we were together. She never once listened. Hell, when I met up with her back in December I even said I've already given you advice when we were together, the f*ck if I'm gonna help you out again only to use your newfound knowledge on the next guy while I'm sitting here alone.
I got her home safely and slept with her, then got up ready to leave. She asked if I'd stay. I said no. She broke into tears, again asking what she was doing wrong. I laughed and told her you wanna know the truth? You're an alcoholic who makes dumb mistakes, just like I was. You don't listen when people give you advice. You don't see it as help, you see it as them picking on you. I had to learn the hard way. Unlike you, I stopped talking about being a screwup and actually started to do something about it."
Then she said "f*ck you you're an asshole just like everyone else! You played me just like me ex played me!"
..."oh, you mean like founding a relationship based on a lie, only to find out at the very end, leaving you hurt, confused, and heartbroken? That sounds eerily familiar. Oh wait, I know why! Because that's exactly what you did to me! You spent 4 years lying about how many people you've been with, only for me to find out at the bitter end from someone else, while I sat there in tears feeling like a sucker. Ain't Karma a fickle bitch??"
I left and blocked her when I got home. Good riddance