KingofHearts
Don Juan
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So last thursday, I had to see my ex-wife (possible bpd nutjob among other dysfunctional traits) to put the finishing touches on our divorce. Its been just over a year since i ran for the door and didn't look back. In the following months she sent me a flurry of texts, emails and calls. They ranged from threats and insults to abandonment induced pleas for forgiveness and "please don't leave me" bs. She showed up at my house, my work, my friends house. I think she even stalked me by following me in her car but I can't confirm it. You know, the typical behavior from a bpd fallout. I finally slapped a restraining order on her and got my life back.
So in preparing, I expected the worst. Last time we spoke, she was going on about money I owed her and how I was stealing from her etc. and that she thought she had good reason to ask for money in our settlement. The thought of losing more money to this broad plus just seeing her face again did kind of stress me out and I just wanted this day to be over.
Well, everything went really well and way better than I could have hoped for. I arrived early and mingled with other people that were here at court for the same reason. I was just being me and felt very comfortable, i put myself a good mood. When my ex-wife got there, I kept it light. I joked around with her a bit and she was pretty receptive. She joined in on the conversations I had with other people. We got along just like old times. Really strange yet very comfortable at the same time. Any hate I had for this ***** of a woman just melted away the more I talked to her. She seemed like she was doing well and doing something constructive with her life - my instincts tell me this is temporary, I could still see the insecure fat girl in her (even though she looks great on the outside) but it was still kind of refreshing to see her doing well for herself.
In the end, she didn't push for any money in the settlement. We were in and out in a very short amount of time. On our way out walking in the rain, she mentioned an inside joke we had. And in a srange way that confirmed for me that we were genuinely pretty compatable (which is super rare), its just that she was crazy when it came to relationships. And that if we never got serious, then we probably could have been friends for years given all the common interests we shared.
So I went home just thinking to myself "what do you think of that ****?!" I guess even crazy women that are self destructive can be sane and civil at times. Overall she just appeared to be humbled by the whole thing. Maybe I just wasn't her target anymore and she was off with someone else ruining someone else's life. Either way, there was nothing for her to gain by acting the way she did but she still played nice. She was human again. I feel like me playing it cool had a lot to do with how she was. If I came in stiff and scared, then maybe she would have pounced on that.
The more I thought about it, the more I realized I'm just not threatened by her or anyone like her anymore. It would take a lot for a women to ruin me again like this one did. And even right now, I can think of a couple of other girls that would be absolute hell to date or have a relationship with. But as friends, they're great company. They're quirky, fun and they look good. I'm cautious of what I'm doing, but not paranoid or pessimistic about the ordeal.
My takeaway from this is that even my possibly bpd ex-wife is not totally evil. There is some good in there, but her massive insecurities, terrible childhood and 26 years of playing the victim come alive when in close relationships. If we let our guard down with the wrong person and then become dependent on that person (rather than walking away), then be prepared for some bad times. Hopefully, my ex-wife is a mistake that I will only have to make once in my life. Live and learn...
So in preparing, I expected the worst. Last time we spoke, she was going on about money I owed her and how I was stealing from her etc. and that she thought she had good reason to ask for money in our settlement. The thought of losing more money to this broad plus just seeing her face again did kind of stress me out and I just wanted this day to be over.
Well, everything went really well and way better than I could have hoped for. I arrived early and mingled with other people that were here at court for the same reason. I was just being me and felt very comfortable, i put myself a good mood. When my ex-wife got there, I kept it light. I joked around with her a bit and she was pretty receptive. She joined in on the conversations I had with other people. We got along just like old times. Really strange yet very comfortable at the same time. Any hate I had for this ***** of a woman just melted away the more I talked to her. She seemed like she was doing well and doing something constructive with her life - my instincts tell me this is temporary, I could still see the insecure fat girl in her (even though she looks great on the outside) but it was still kind of refreshing to see her doing well for herself.
In the end, she didn't push for any money in the settlement. We were in and out in a very short amount of time. On our way out walking in the rain, she mentioned an inside joke we had. And in a srange way that confirmed for me that we were genuinely pretty compatable (which is super rare), its just that she was crazy when it came to relationships. And that if we never got serious, then we probably could have been friends for years given all the common interests we shared.
So I went home just thinking to myself "what do you think of that ****?!" I guess even crazy women that are self destructive can be sane and civil at times. Overall she just appeared to be humbled by the whole thing. Maybe I just wasn't her target anymore and she was off with someone else ruining someone else's life. Either way, there was nothing for her to gain by acting the way she did but she still played nice. She was human again. I feel like me playing it cool had a lot to do with how she was. If I came in stiff and scared, then maybe she would have pounced on that.
The more I thought about it, the more I realized I'm just not threatened by her or anyone like her anymore. It would take a lot for a women to ruin me again like this one did. And even right now, I can think of a couple of other girls that would be absolute hell to date or have a relationship with. But as friends, they're great company. They're quirky, fun and they look good. I'm cautious of what I'm doing, but not paranoid or pessimistic about the ordeal.
My takeaway from this is that even my possibly bpd ex-wife is not totally evil. There is some good in there, but her massive insecurities, terrible childhood and 26 years of playing the victim come alive when in close relationships. If we let our guard down with the wrong person and then become dependent on that person (rather than walking away), then be prepared for some bad times. Hopefully, my ex-wife is a mistake that I will only have to make once in my life. Live and learn...
