What's her phone number? I'll take it.
Lol! Ill be laughing if he starts a NBD thread tomorrow
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Crazy ex-girlfriend
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Lol! Ill be laughing if he starts a NBD thread tomorrow
That sound wrong and suspicious from the git go. Talkbass is awesome.
Your gut instincts are working. That's good.
Red flag.
What did she do that she's talking about? Leaving you or something else? Red flag 2. Does she know how much bass guitars cost?
Red flag 3.
Red flag 4. That's not normal thinking.
Good to hear that you don't need advice.
By the way, I used to work for a police department in a neighboring county, so I kind of know where you are by your location. Let your friends/family know about this. Your friends/family need to know the 411 on this nutbag just in case you go missing. Not a joke.
Two years later, there's going to be a weird Dateline show about a missing man from LA ending up being found dead in Virginia with Talkbass being dragged into the forefront.
I did the crazy beautiful girl thing and their are so many things that happened. I can now look back on most of these things with some humor. On one occasion we were having a fight that started out small and the got blown out of proportion. I can't remember what about. She was yelling at me and finally she stopped and screamed " JUST WAIT I"LL SHOW YOU" and stormed up stairs to the bed room. This was not the first time she had lost it before and at this point I had hidden all the sharp objects in the house but I ended up following her after I realized that she might have found where out I had hid them. When I got upstairs I was really surprised to find her in a corset, fish net stocking, and high heels. I asked what she was doing and she said that she was leaving me and that she was going to be a prostitute so she could have money. This fight may have been about money but i cant remember for sure. I was finally able to talk her down. I did end up leaving her but that is a different story. She was crazy for sure (but she was really pretty)
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Sometimes the worst psychos come in the most beautiful packages. She may be "hot", but so's your pet bunny boiling on the stove.
Precisely what I was thinking...
I got involved with one of those a few years ago. What a wild ride! A very sweet (and beautiful) girl down deep, but you could get serious whiplash, just by tracking her mood swings.
Starved for intimacy, yet terrified to let me near her. The soul of a 14 year-old girl, in the body of a 32 year-old woman. Scary.
Despite the abundant red flags, I fell in love with her - not that it ever did me any good. I still think of her, wishing things could have been different. But I console myself with the knowledge that I did everything that any man could conceivably do to win a woman - and nothing worked. Truly a lost cause, right from the start. I just couldn't recognize that fact until after the dust had finally settled...
MM
Back in the day, I used to have a pretty good sense about the crazy ones. I had two that offered me some that I turned down at the time. I still do not regret it all these years later.
It somehow seems appropriate to tell this story on an old friend and colleague.
I used to work with this friend of mine years ago. He dated a musician for a while. She was a singer/songwriter/guitarist and I believe she had toured with some low-level country acts as a backing vocalist and guitarist. She was extremely pretty especially for her age (early 40's at the time). My friend told me that she also took her lovemaking very seriously and was very bold and adventurous.
This woman liked to walk around my friend's house naked. She loved to play acoustic guitar and sing naked in the house. No problem because, hey, she had the bod for it. Right?
One night in the wee hours, my friend awoke to the sound of music. This woman was sitting naked and cross-legged on the end of the bed facing the head of the bed. She's gently strumming an acoustic and quietly singing. In her lap under the guitar she's cradling my friend's loaded 12 gauge shotgun.
Sometimes, its better to be lucky than good. He kicked her to the curb shortly thereafter.
She sure was pretty and talented, though.
It somehow seems appropriate to tell this story on an old friend and colleague.
I used to work with this friend of mine years ago. He dated a musician for a while. She was a singer/songwriter/guitarist and I believe she had toured with some low-level country acts as a backing vocalist and guitarist. She was extremely pretty especially for her age (early 40's at the time). My friend told me that she also took her lovemaking very seriously and was very bold and adventurous.
This woman liked to walk around my friend's house naked. She loved to play acoustic guitar and sing naked in the house. No problem because, hey, she had the bod for it. Right?
One night in the wee hours, my friend awoke to the sound of music. This woman was sitting naked and cross-legged on the end of the bed facing the head of the bed. She's gently strumming an acoustic and quietly singing. In her lap under the guitar she's cradling my friend's loaded 12 gauge shotgun.
Sometimes, its better to be lucky than good. He kicked her to the curb shortly thereafter.
She sure was pretty and talented, though.
Precisely what I was thinking...
I got involved with one of those a few years ago. What a wild ride! A very sweet (and beautiful) girl down deep, but you could get serious whiplash, just by tracking her mood swings.
Starved for intimacy, yet terrified to let me near her. The soul of a 14 year-old girl, in the body of a 32 year-old woman. Scary.
Despite the abundant red flags, I fell in love with her - not that it ever did me any good. I still think of her, wishing things could have been different. But I console myself with the knowledge that I did everything that any man could conceivably do to win a woman - and nothing worked. Truly a lost cause, right from the start. I just couldn't recognize that fact until after the dust had finally settled...
MM
I had a similar experience, but to be honest, I think "deep down" there wasn't really much there. She was a beautiful and charming girl with no soul or depth whatsoever. It took me a while to work that out though - she played the victim oh so well.
This type of thread is my absolute favorite thing about TB!
And no crazy ex stories from me (yet) but as young as I am, I suppose there is plenty of time!
And no crazy ex stories from me (yet) but as young as I am, I suppose there is plenty of time!
Precisely what I was thinking...
At first I thought this thread was all fun and games...funny stories of hot, crazy chicks - but this is actually hitting home for me. Since yesterday, I've been doing a lot of thinking.
I started out with one about 12 years ago, a girl I saw on and off...She stalked me, sat at my front door knocking for an hour to let her in while she knew I had another girl in the apt, bought me things to "apologize" even let me do anal to make up for something.(not a joke) It was MAJOR drama. Several people told me to stay away from her, but I was too to an extent...drinking a lot, wild and risk taking. Sex was great, she has big breasts, and the good times were a lot of fun. I thought we were compatible. That girl ended up becoming my wife
Now that I've calmed down and changed a lot (stopped drinking), the behavior is highly present, front and center. There is a lot in common with the Borderline Personality description. I'm great one minute, and terrible the next. A few months ago she picked up my MIA P and threatened to smash it, taking it out of the apt after throwing a glass of hot coffee at me. Last week, I was a GREAT father to our 3 year old, and now I've done nothing to raise her. Last week she wanted to wear her wedding ring again, and now, she hates me and wants me out of out home. It's been this way for a while and reading about it helped. Sadly, I'm pretty sure our marriage is over, but I'm at peace with it. And that peace is driving her crazy. I refuse to give a response that enables her. Last night she called me FU%#^& #$$hole in front of our daughter after I was non confrontational with her. Needless to say, times are a little tough here, but I'll get through it. She fits IMO, a lot of the descriptions of BPD. Extremes. Sometimes, so sweet - a good mother, pretty, and others...
I ignored the warning signs. I was idealistic. Let this be a lesson to you boys, I married one and am paying the price right now. If I knew then what I know now, even a little sign would have made me run. Pay attention.
Okay, the question that's bugging me: How come you haven't written this into a screen play and optioned it to a film studio? It would make an awesome, artsy comedy they'd show at Sundance Film Festival. I guess truth is stranger than fiction.
Friends of mine have suggested that I write a book for years, I didn't think that my crazy life had been that entertaining.
