So I was dated someone who I now believe to have NPD and I suffer from BPD.

When I first met him I was having issues with a family member I was living with who had a nasty Xanax addiction. We started out as friends and he often offered me a place to stay for a night. He would attempt to grope me and seduce me. Finally I let him sleep with me. And I guess that meant we had a relationship.

As things got violent at my house, he would comfort me and come get me for a night. He then persuaded his mom to let me move in. But he was sure to let me know his mom was only doing it for him. Well started out treating me well. My mom got terminally and died and he was there in the ICU with me

We started having fights about money. He refused to work and expected me to to find work while collecting SSDI. He always told me he couldnt work because he was blacklisted from employment for companies mistreating him. So I paid for all the expenses and got curious about how much money he had and he had 3K in his savings. I was furious and confronted him. He jumped on my ass for calling me a liar

He then started getting emotionally intimate with his exes. He would discuss very intimate detains of our relationship and discuss sexua| matters with them. He then started to do blantant text messages in from of me. I got angry about that one. And he was all about telling me what his exes thought of me and how I was torturing him. He thought just because he didnt have sex, it didnt mean he was cheating.

He once told me that as a child, he underwent extensive psychological testing for Aspergers. He said that it made him very angry and as a teen, he plotted terroristic events like the oklahoma city bombing. He realized that was wrong and said from then on, he stuffed down feelings. Upon further talking to his family. HIs parents had no attachment to him what so ever.

it was hot out during the summer, so we would often sleep in our underwear. He started wrestling around and I asked him to stop and he wouldnt. He then pinned me down and proceeded to penetrate me with his fingers. I immediately got angry and chewed him out in which he apologized so I dropped it..

He talked about how smart he was and how jealous he was his brother had his own business and 20 points higher in IQ. I would immediately respond with "stop talking like that" youre brillant

we would have blow ups all the time and everytime I came back. I eventually convinced him to go to couples counseling..

I was starting to feel grief about mom and anger from the lack of support from my siblings. He was so bullheaded, Id just cry in front of him because I couldnt get anywhere with him. He always told me how he was tired of me because I was negative and that I was always angry. Then hed tell me what an embarrasment I was to his family. I even learned that when his brothers girlfriend got into a fight with his brother, he sat her down and explain the family runs. He said if she was willing to abide by the, hed convince her brother to take her back

He would constant talk about how intelligent he was and argue things to me to make it sound like he knew what he was talking about. He even told me that I shouldnt be in college because the professors arent teaching my knowledge, they are teaching me bias


He proceeded to talk to this one ex so I got pissed because we were engaged at the time and I texted her and told her if she didnt stop texting my finance, I was going to call her. Never defended me, never.

So he promised me hed leave her alone. Then he convientently leaves his browser up and it shows him talking to her on FB. I got pissed was emotionally broken and sucidial at the time and checked myself in a crisis center. He had already called me psycho so we did I need to tell him? So he could call me psycho?

Well I talked to him and we decided to go to therapy. He would tell the counselor everything she wanted to hear, and when we were on the way home, would belittle me

As part of counseling we agreed to no exes for 30 days so he said he had to tell his ex why he couldnt talk to her. I got curious and went upstairs to hear a bashing session

Then we are in the car and he proceeds to tell me how his family is angry hes with me. So I go to the source. I asked them..For months they told me how they couldnt wait for me to be a member of the family. So they lied to my face and then he comes home from work because he brother said I wasnt allowed at his house anymore, that it was a total embarassment to him and how dare i? So I text his brothers girlfriend who I had confided in, didnt answer my texts, and I heard stayed in her bedroom and shut the lights off in her house because she was afraid I would come over. I then get a nasty text message from her about me that was meant for someone else. I called her out on that one

Then another girl messaged me on facebook because I blocked the whole family and took me I acted on emotion instead of reason and its my bed I have to lay in it

So I attempt to talk to her..Then my ptsd flashes back about mom dying and I just broke down then and there in front on him. He apologized and told me he had been a real a**ho**. Then when we get him he started belittling me again

So I get upset, go to my Dads house. He called me demanded me where his stupid computer cord was and I asked him if he wanted counseling and he paused and said you might be worth it. So my dad was like, can you go visit your friend in Tennesee? Hes going to send you to a psychward.

So I go with the thought Id come back and finish counseling with him. That is what I told him. Well I decided I liked it there and decided to move so I texted him and told him Id be up to get my things. He got all sweet and was like..I hope you have a good go at life in Tennesee. I told him to drop it, I was just telling him what was going on and I was going to chit chat. For some reason he has to stay in contact with all his exes and smooth it all over. I dont play that. So he said ok and I told him the date and left it at that

Did not have one conversation with him for two months. It was time to get my things. When I talked to him, he said Ill pack up your stuff for you. I said please dont. Its in one place and I feel weird about it and I will be there. I then decided it was not safe to be in the same room with him so dad offered to go get my things.

He talked to him and called me saying my ex took it upon himself to pack my things when I asked him not too. So I texted him and told him that I know my stuff was at his house but I felt what he did was disrespectful. This lead to a barage of nasty texts for thirty minutes. Telling me not to send hostile texts, I was a lunatic bitch that random waiters wished I stayed the f*** away. Then broke up his defense over an argument that happened nine months ago. And that they say around the house..I dont get mad, I get *insert name*. Apparently since I have been gone its been a bashing session. It got worse than that..he then had the balls to say, thank you I feel better for getting that off my chest. Well I basically told him. I wasnt slinging insults. I didnt care what he thought of me and the fact of the matter is, I wasnt happy up there, Im happy now so drop it. I said told the conversation was done because I was constantly tired of him trying to make me feel bad.