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Originally Posted by kamikazebaby
It's not just "reading what is posted", it's about being interested in the other person and being willing to participate in some way, even if it's just discussing it and caring.
Some forums are specifically for working on troubled relationships and kind of need both partners participating to be pointful. Same with the therapy. Additionally, if people say that they noticed in their relationship that their partner was unwilling to work on or improve the relationship, they're probably talking about more than the lack of forum participation, reading, or whatever else they've mentioned but it's one of those TL;DR things. Trust in the personal experiences that people say they've had. The person relating them obviously knows best what happened/is happening there.
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Thank you. You understand me.
Well, no conversation matters anymore, anyway. Tonight he pushed me into taking it to a whole new level of ugly hell. Maybe I pushed him away for good, finally.
He just wouldn't give me the one thing I needed him to give me. The ultimate struggle for control to the death. He really triggered me right into having bonafide BPD traits.
Do you know what the bottom line is? People who say they love you, but they really don't. They are only willing to give you, what they are willing to give. They will hurt you, make you cry, and say that they love you.
My mother was verbally and emotionally abusive laying into me, berating me, while I cried hysterically, and she would show no mercy, no softness, not letting up.
My husband has to push my buttons like he does to the death while acting like he is so innocent. I am not talking any more about him not reading the forum. Forget I even mentioned it. It's our ridiculous struggle over passion.
Well, ugly venom spewed from my mouth tonight. I finally said the deep, dark truth of how I really feel. I've done it now.
I wish he would just go divorce me. Please just go.
Does he really care? Not enough to give of himself for me. He was still just coming back at me that I need to bend to his will. I need to change. And I told him, I just can't control my emotions in this anymore.
I'm walking around, trying to participate in life, picking my son up from camp, taking a class, seeing customers, with swollen crying eyes, nose, face. I somehow pulled myself together to do those things today. Then I fall apart the minute I'm alone.
He just doesn't know how to get along with me. Instead what he says and does is nails on a chalk board. He provokes me to get hysterical.
I like my friends here on PC. I feel like I have gotten to know you all.
I am better with friends. My husband is like the enemy.
