• theangryseal@lemmy.world
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      2 days ago

      I’m only worth anything in a crisis.

      It’s why my last relationship worked for so long. Girl was a living crisis.

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        I only date crazy (cluster B especially) women. It‘s always exciting, never boring, and I feel useful when I support them in whatever crisis situation they created. Somehow I confuse being wanted as support with love.

        I tried dating more balanced people, who have their lives under control. Couldn’t do it. It’s simply too boring.

        I really miss my unstable ex, even though the relationship ended with a broken heart, being broke as in too much credit card debt, a broken door in my apartment, and broken friendships with my old friends. I would do it all again though. The happiest days of my life were together with that extremely charming and sexy histrionic goddess.

        Limerance is my favorite drug.

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          The woman I’ve been with for the last decade is an emotional woman, but she’s smart, capable, and stable.

          The one I spent my late teens through 32, man oh man. It was always something with her. I’d be at work thinking everything was ok, get home and find she had left. I mean, she dealt with a lot of shit out of me, but damn.

          Our last big breakup took 3 years. We were a signature away from closing on a loan for a home. She left me over and over again. Cheated with more people than I even know about. Didn’t want me at all until I found someone else and then all hell broke loose.

          To give you an example of how much cheating went on at the end (maybe throughout, I never spied on her). 2 years after we had split for good an old mutual friend approached me at a gas station and apologized to me haha. I didn’t even know anything had happened between them.

          Poor girl died from breast cancer 4 years after we split.

          Life is chaos. It really is.