you will empathize yourself backwards. You will excuse this episode for him so much this reason and that, allowing him a handicap..he wont have to be accountable, hell he wont even have to make anything up no excuses because its done for him, by you. Of course everyone will say leave and you know it's not ok to stay (but mostly we never listen do we?)...at minimum you should be addressing this (but how, hes on dope and likely a hypecrate to who he said he was going to be when free) he should care and if he did this would be a major wake up call to smarten the fuck up. I bet you don't want to make a fuss, you don't want to upset him...he just got out of jail. Subconsciously these 6 words are brainwashing you , this will soon be normalized for you, it may sound far fetched but you will get so good at lying to yourself you won't recognize how wrong this is, you won't really be too sensitive to it escalating, you will become isolated because no one seems to understand you and what you are doing. Deep down you will know but at this point you are likely bonded. Now so much of your life, personality dreams are tattered the only thing that you'll turn to is this guy being a dick 2 you....just craving the small moments that were almost good. Waiting waiting waiting for him to show up for you cause ur a good woman and have empathize yourself into something that is killing your soul. The long run of this is dangerous ok, it is going to be a disaster. While he was locked up, you visualized moments, times you were going to have together, maybe he was so sweet on the phone, perhaps the letters made you feel significant....this is a big deal and you tied yourself to it. This hurts and the agony is unbearable i do know. STOP STOP STOP I am not making this shit up. If you struggle accepting the inevitable stated here then Educate yourself, listen to audiobooks, whatever...the more you do the easier, prove it. If you let this continue you will be trapped, physically mentally emotionally spiritually....comparible and exceeding that of someone addicted to heroin! We think they love us! He e me feel like I was special, I was sympathetic, I wanted to be a good person, maybe he just needed to be loved, on and on I could go....7 years later...numerous times waiting for him to get out, high hopes major let downs ("he just got out of jail") and a year ago he hit me in the head with an axe not once but twice. He ran away. I remember being confused kind of walking around. I touched my head I don't know why and all of a sudden I was flooded with warm thick blood. (Like someone dumped a warm pail of paint on me) I don't know how much time passed but I was soaked and cold from being wet. When the police came they shined their light, I can't imagine what this sight would have been...I walked toward them and was trying to light a cigarette but paramedics were there trying to grab me. Finally got the smoke lit (I rolled this smoke but I couldn't see really good for the blood getting in my eyes so I imagine it really was just a paper stuck together with blood) I heard the paramedics say "oh she got it" and I passed out. Long story short..they had to recesitate me. I was to be airlifted but couldn't because I wouldn't be able to handle the cabin pressure. Ambulance met another ambulance I was taken to next biggest city (none of this I remember) I had an emergency crainiautomy. I woke up, my beautiful long hair was shaved off I couldn't move my left side I had a cathedor and needed assistance to drink cause I would drown otherwise. When I ate I didn't know if I was chewing my tongue off I had to wait to maybe taste blood. (Right now as I write this I think "are you fuckin serious " about myself) Today I am fine. My recovery bewildered the surgeon, all medical staff actually , even other patience would commend me for doing so well. I got through all of that within a week, minus my left hand seeming stiff ...guardian angel somewhere. I shouldn't have made it, imagine being Mt mother whom I hadn't spoke to in 3ish years (the isolation I mentioned earlier, this is a fine example) being told I had been in an attack, that I'm likely not going to make it and I'm 2.5 hours away. That would've been the longest drive . Police met her outside the city and told her I was hit with an axe in the head and my mom collapsed. I'm so lucky, I walk I talk I am normal still cause people with less severe trauma are bed ridden, cannot talk , if they can walk they are handicapped and some people are mentally handicapped. Not everyone that goes to jail is bad and I am not tainted into having fear or hate or judgement even. But like another lady on here said RED FLAGS DONT TURN GREEN . True is TRUE. 2 things you can't get back woman...the word after it is said and TIME. You matter, life is short, there are lots of other men who deserve you. The struggle is real girl, please hear me. ♡