So...I broke up with my girlfriend of 6 months, and I thought that we'd still be friends, she was being civil...I really love her, and care about her, but shit's been going south for along time now. (her bitching me out because I can't spend enough time with her...because I work and go to school full time. Or because I don't like her getting high. Or because she treats me like shit.)
She calls me up tonight, 2:00 AM. "Garland, if I come over will you come outside and have a smoke with me?"
"Ok" Dur...I'm a dumbass.
So I go out to her car, and she reeks of alchohol. She tries to get on me, I tell her I love her, and dearly want to be her friend, but I cannot be her boyfriend anymore. She's like "Whatever, just touch me.." I give her a kiss...she starts reaching down my pants...
(how fucking stupid am I, you ask, pretty goddamned dumb.)
She proceeds to tell me that she's sooooo fucked up and that she's been drinking all night and snorting pills with her friends.
I tell her that I'm worried about her, and I start crying.
She calms me down a bit, and tells me she'll be fine. I'm worried about her, and I don't want her to do this shit, especially when she's upset...because of me, I feel soooo fucking guilty. (I have an uncle who's ex killed herself after he came out of the closet, so I start worrying very quick)
She starts taking a nap in the backseat of her car, I get out and I call her parents. Her mom picks up, I tell her that her daughter is really drunk, we broke up recently, and that I'm worried about her state of mind and about her driving home in this inebriated state. (I keep coming back to check on her to make sure she's still breathing, and she's out like a light.)
Her mom's en-route to my house. I tell her not to call because her daughter might just take off...and that I'd promised her I wouldn't call her parents.
so, what does she do?
My ex flips out, tells her that she's on the freeway, on the way home...starts cursing me, screaming and ripping at me (I had stashed her keys in my pocket at this point)
I turn to make it harder for her to get the keys and she slaps me in my face repeatedly, screaming at the top of her lungs the whole time, tears a chunk out of my arm and my back and takes her keys...and drives off in a huff.
I call her house because I lost the dad's cell phone number that the mom has...and tell her dad that she's on her way home.
My ex calls me from a payphone (I think)...and tells me again how fucking stupid I am, etc etc....erase her number from my phone, the works...never want to fucking see you again...the whole drill
and I'm still worried about whether or not she's going to get home O.K.
This feels like dejavou...why?
because she pulled this same shit on mushrooms one night...and we were still going out.
I love this girl still...but she's psycho. (I must have low self esteem or something)
What the hell??
I can't stop worrying about her either.
Do you guys think she's going to be okay?
She calls me up tonight, 2:00 AM. "Garland, if I come over will you come outside and have a smoke with me?"
"Ok" Dur...I'm a dumbass.
So I go out to her car, and she reeks of alchohol. She tries to get on me, I tell her I love her, and dearly want to be her friend, but I cannot be her boyfriend anymore. She's like "Whatever, just touch me.." I give her a kiss...she starts reaching down my pants...
(how fucking stupid am I, you ask, pretty goddamned dumb.)
She proceeds to tell me that she's sooooo fucked up and that she's been drinking all night and snorting pills with her friends.
I tell her that I'm worried about her, and I start crying.
She calms me down a bit, and tells me she'll be fine. I'm worried about her, and I don't want her to do this shit, especially when she's upset...because of me, I feel soooo fucking guilty. (I have an uncle who's ex killed herself after he came out of the closet, so I start worrying very quick)
She starts taking a nap in the backseat of her car, I get out and I call her parents. Her mom picks up, I tell her that her daughter is really drunk, we broke up recently, and that I'm worried about her state of mind and about her driving home in this inebriated state. (I keep coming back to check on her to make sure she's still breathing, and she's out like a light.)
Her mom's en-route to my house. I tell her not to call because her daughter might just take off...and that I'd promised her I wouldn't call her parents.
so, what does she do?
My ex flips out, tells her that she's on the freeway, on the way home...starts cursing me, screaming and ripping at me (I had stashed her keys in my pocket at this point)
I turn to make it harder for her to get the keys and she slaps me in my face repeatedly, screaming at the top of her lungs the whole time, tears a chunk out of my arm and my back and takes her keys...and drives off in a huff.
I call her house because I lost the dad's cell phone number that the mom has...and tell her dad that she's on her way home.
My ex calls me from a payphone (I think)...and tells me again how fucking stupid I am, etc etc....erase her number from my phone, the works...never want to fucking see you again...the whole drill
and I'm still worried about whether or not she's going to get home O.K.
This feels like dejavou...why?
because she pulled this same shit on mushrooms one night...and we were still going out.
I love this girl still...but she's psycho. (I must have low self esteem or something)
What the hell??
I can't stop worrying about her either.
Do you guys think she's going to be okay?
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