i met my n online in 07 shortly after my nephew committed suicide,and also after one other abusive long distance relationship. Little did I know this would be a different sort of abusive one. It started out exciting. Intelligent, funny, all the right stuff. But little by little all the red flags popped up and without going into detail, it fed into my own issues which were my eating disorder, my insecurities, and he grew meaner and more abusive. I would even say that from 3 year ago we have broken up more than 40 times. He has said and written some cruel things to me. I am sure he has cheated and has a sexual addiction as well as what he calls a gambling addiction which is his daytrading from his apartment. He waits for his mother to die to collect her inheritance and I would go to his place after working 14 hour days, bring him hsi dinner, sit and get abused verbally and mentallly and "serve" him and never spend thenight due to his sleep apnea. He would tell me his dog is number one and treat her with more respect than me. He would blame me for everything and if I would try to have a dialog he would SHH me or cut me off and tell me I am creating problems.
the list goes on.
he never bought me gifts for my birthdya but if he felt guilty for what i bought him he would justify giving me things that he got for free and add up the value.
he ats in food kitchens and churches..
he lives on the east side of manhattan in a 2000p.00 a moth studio that i suppose his moter pays for but i have no idea what he does or how he does it. he seems to live a secret life.
i only saw him at night.
he would only text me to "visit" with his dog and then "inspect" my apartment and leave after criticising it.
or just come and have sex and leave....
or to eat...

but this is only a tidbit
i feel washed up
he was rude and mean and i hate myself for going back and thinking it would work
i just left him on the corner last week after he disrespected me and he apologzized by text bu I just could not take his crap anymore.
walking 10 feet in front of me anytime we would go out. being rude, not holding doors for me,
talking to me like i am a dog.
he stopped emailing and calling and i dont even miss him anymore. he is probably screwing whatever he can and i dont care. i just feel worn and depressed but alone is better than with him.