The end
My partner and I are both 27. We both decided to give our relationship another shot after about 3 months apart. Since we’ve given our relationship another shot, we constantly found ourselves in very heated arguments. Yesterday was the last one. I was crying because we had gotten in another disagreement that morning, and he did what he does best, he got angry and told me things to hurt me purposefully. He had apologized and told me he didn’t mean it, and that he won’t do it again, but idk, I just got very sad after because I was thinking to myself that if I react in any kind of way that he doesn’t like he explodes. It was all getting to me and I began to cry, he asked me what’s wrong and I was extremely hesitant to speak up. I told him I didn’t want him to take it as an attack… so he said he’ll be right here whenever I was ready to open up to him. As soon as I began to tell him what’s wrong, he immediately exploded and accused me of “victim maxing” once again because apparently I cry too much… this broke my heart and I panicked. I frantically tried to calm him down and tell him that I’m not doing that and that I’m not angry with him but he would just get angrier. He told me this was the last time he wanted to see me. He got so angry I could see so much aggression on my face. I pleaded with him to calm down through tears, but because I was crying harder now it only made things so much worse. He began to degrade me, telling me how much he hates me, and calling me names, even told me to “get the fuck out of my house.” This is something I’ve been told so often in the past, one time I actually left and somehow, it was still my fault for leaving because he told me last minute he didn’t mean it. Once I’ve taken too much and I start to defend myself, I get told I’m crazy. I am told that he reacts this way because of me, because I’m so dead set on making him out to be an abusive partner, so he’s only giving me what I want… after we both calmed down we agreed that we would just go our separate ways. So, I just wanted to make our last night together as nice as we possibly could, so I was trying to cuddle with him. Every time I reached for him he angrily pushed, or kicked me away. When I gently reached for him again, he said, “oh my god, just fucking leave my life already.” And when he would finally cuddle, he would treat my body as if it were a rag doll, he would move me around very harshly. I’m dead set on this being the end this time… he called me crazy for wanting to fix things and blamed me for his unhappiness, but I much rather be crazy for giving this relationship my all, than be the abusive one that reacts to everything with so much anger and hate. I’m just hurt, I was the one to end things the first time around because of this behavior, and now he’s just treating me like some annoying, worthless nobody to him…