My ex was 33 when I met her. She and her 3 year old son were living with her mother after a divorce from a 10 year marriage. She was not working because the mother had agreed to let her continue to be a stay at home mom until her son started school. The mother insisted on paying for everything for her daughter and grandson.

When we met it was like I had never experienced in my 32 years of living. We fell for each other extremely hard.. both agreed that it felt like we had known each other forever. There wasn’t one thing that she nor I did not agree on and the similarities of our lives, experiences, traumas, literally everything were very scary the same. When we first started talking the mother was all for us even within the first 3 month buying me Christmas presents and going as far as texting me saying that she was so happy for us and that it was all she had ever wanted for her daughter was to be as happy as she had been since being with me.

5 months in a decide to find a new job closer to her.. so I resigned from a cushy job and moved 2 hours away to where she lived into a studio apartment with the plans of her, her son and I moving into a house in the future. Everything was perfect. I took a little job till I could find a job that I could use my degree for that would better suited me. Both of her parents told me multiple times they had never seen their daughter as happy as they had seen her with me. I thought I truly had found the love of my life.

A little back story on myself…. Got married when I was young but quickly divorced at 25 and started living the playboy lifestyle. Multiple females all the time… truly not respecting females and more or less treating them as something to conquer not something to cherish. When I met my ex I was 33 and at the height of my player lifestyle… good job, nice car, vacations, beautiful women etc… but like I said earlier she literally swept me off my feet.. it was the first time in my life I treated a woman as they should, it was the first time I have ever been able to look at a woman and feel the love I had for her. I know it was a mistake but I put her on a pedestal… but so did she. I have never been treated and loved so good in my life. She would get tears in her eyes sometimes when she would tell me how much she loved me. It truly was mutual. So i thought.

So i moved closer, and started getting close to her family. Keep in mind she was an only child and both of her parents who were divorced obsessed over her and the grandson. The parents were divorced… the dad was basically a loser never truly had a real job and the mother basically paid everything for him so in my opinion she could control him. Anyways as time went on there was a switch… the mother started questioning everything I said from who my family was, to stories and events in my life I had shared with her.. you name it if I said the sky was blue she would say it was green. She also started being extremely rude to me. I also started to see how mean, hateful and judgmental she was of her daughter. My ex couldn’t mother right, to even taking the trash out correctly. Keep in mind my ex would not tell me she loved me on the phone when we first started dating if her mother was around.. it wasn’t until her mother realized this and told her it was ridiculous to not tell me she loved me. Anyways…. As time went on the mother switched and would give her daughter complete hell for wanting to be with me, coming to see me and even texting me.

My ex would show up distraught because of how her mother treated her because of me. But would beg me to not leave her and that her mother would eventually see and would stop. 5 months before our break up I accepted an amazing new job… a job most would only dream of. Instead of her mother being happy that her daughter would have the life she has only dreamed of… she did the exact opposite she doubled down on the harsh treatment. It was almost like my new job made her mother hate me more.

This is when I saw the change starting to happen in my ex. We started seeing each other less, her friends started becoming her main focus and she stopped bringing her child around as often. This is when one night she came over and I told her that we needed to split… you would have thought I threatened to kill here.. she started hyperventilating begging me to not leave her and the sight of what it did to her killed Mr I couldn’t stand the thought of my choice hurting her. So quickly I changed my tinted and apologized… we talked about things and how she was going to be better and how we were hnbreakable.

1 month later after pure bliss… she calls me crying and says we are gone. I lose it unexpectedly and start begging and crying. It was 3 days of of texting and talking as I begged. Then she calls me out of the blue because her best friends son died who she was like an aunt to. I guess with the trauma of the loss she ran to me and of course I was there to comfort her with open arms. Later on probably about a month later we laughed at the fact that neither one of us could leave the other one.. and I thought things were ok

So around 10 month mark we decide to take a trip after the 4th of July because her mother would not allow her to see me on the fourth and gave her this hugee guilt trip of how they have always spent holidays together and how by her spending it with me would just show she didn’t care about her and that if she did she would stop helping her.

So we take the trip after the fourth to my family’s. We had an absolute blast. It was filled with fun, laughter, love, etc. she was telling me how happy she was, she was making vacation plans with my family, she was acting fully invested.

Once the trip ended we got back home and she told me I was ridiculous for worrying about the security of our relationship, and that there was never anyways she could leave me. Once we got back and she left my apartment she called me like she always did on her way back to her mothers. When she pulled up her father was at her moms. Before she got off the phone she told me how she was ready for a life with me how much she loved me and that I was crazy to think she could ever lose me..

2 hrs later she calls me crying and ends it with no explanation. I lose it I freak out. I spend the next 3 weeks in complete turmoil. Crying begging you name it I did it. She would cry and text me telling me how much she loved me and was sorry but we couldn’t be together.

Then I went to a doctors appointment she had me make a few months prior and I find out I could have cancer. When I called to tell her she went right back into calling me baby… telling me we would get through it and that she was coming over that night to be with me. Then about a hr later she text me i guess after telling her mother she was going to come see me and simply said.. yeah me coming to see you isn’t going to happen. It was a complete 180 from how she had been acting. I’ll admit I lost it, I said things out of anger that I should not have said. Mostly about her mother. After that we text a little but she took what I said and ran with it. She then used that as the reason we would never get back together.

We would continue for a week or so calling each other crying till one day she just stopped responding to calls and text. Then in desperation I tried texting her on a fake number and she responded… we continued talking through the fake number still saying baby, I miss you, the I’m sorrys, I love you, her saying we can’t be together etc. I joined dating sites trying to move on when I saw that she was on them and it was labeled new to site. When I asked her about them she said her friends made them for her to get her mind off me. Keep in mind she always made fun of my past saying it was gross that I used dating sites and only whores used them. But she continued to talk to me.

Then one random day again she stopped responding. And again I’m begging and pleading till she finally calls me late one night and talk to me like she had never once before, she was cold, told me to get over it and etc… it reminded you of the Air bud movie when the kid try’s to be mean to air bud in a attempt to run him off. After that night it was the last time I have had any contact from her.

I tried for a week after to talk to her…. When her mother text me telling me to never contact her daughter again or she would press charges because it was her phone and she paid the bill for the daughter. Keep in mind none of my attempts to talk to my ex were malicious nor threatening they were all me basically crying begging her back.

What’s sad is it’s been 3 months and I can’t stop thinking about her. I stare at my phone hoping I will get a text or missed call… I cry randomly, I don’t sleep because I dream about her, I’ve had opportunities with gorgeous females but all I do is think about my ex. This is the first time in my life I have ever experienced something like this. And I hate it. I’m a total mess. All I want is to be with her… to feel the way she made me feel. I know I should not worry about someone who has done me this wrong but I do. Sadly even after all this I would completely take her back if she called me. I don’t know what to do.

My ex was 33 when I met her. She and her 3 year old son were living with her mother after a divorce from a 10 year marriage. She was not working because the mother had agreed to let her continue to be a stay at home mom until her son started school. The mother insisted on paying for everything for her daughter and grandson. When we met it was like I had never experienced in my 32 years of living. We fell for each other extremely hard.. both agreed that it felt like we had known each other forever. There wasn't one thing that she nor I did not agree on and the similarities of our lives, experiences, traumas, literally everything were very scary the same. When we first started talking the mother was all for us even within the first 3 month buying me Christmas presents and going as far as texting me saying that she was so happy for us and that it was all she had ever wanted for her daughter was to be as happy as she had been since being with me. 5 months in a decide to find a new job closer to her.. so l resigned from a cushy job and moved 2 hours away to where she lived into a studio apartment with the plans of her, her son and I moving into a house in the future. Everything was perfect. I took a little job till I could find a job that I could use my degree for that would better suited me. Both of her parents told me multiple times they had never seen their daughter as happy as they had seen her with me. I thought I truly had found the love of my life. A little back story on myself.... Got married whe was young but quickly divorced at 25 and starte living the playboy lifestyle. Multiple females all the time... truly not respecting females and more or less treating them as something to conquer not something to cherish. When I met my ex I was 33 and at the height of my player lifestyle... good job, nice car, vacations, beautiful women etc... but like I said earlier she literally swept me off my feet.. it was the first time in my life I treated a woman as they should, it was the first time I have ever been able to look at a woman and feel the love I had for her. I know it was a mistake but I put her on a pedestal... but so did she. I have never been treated and loved so good in my life. She would get tears in her eyes sometimes when she would tell me how much she loved me. It truly was mutual. So i thought. So i moved closer, and started getting close to her family. Keep in mind she was an only child and both of her parents who were divorced obsessed over her and the grandson. The parents were divorced... the dad was basically a loser never truly had a real job and the mother basically paid everything for him so in my opinion she could control him. Anyways as time went on there was a switch... the mother started questioning everything I said from who my family was, to stories and events in my life I had shared with her.. you name it if I said the sky was blue she would say it was green. She also started being extremely rude to me. I also started to see how mean, hateful and judgmental she was of her daughter. My ex couldn't mother right, to even taking the trash out correctly. Keep in mind my ex would not tell me she loved me on the phone when we first started dating if her mother was around.. it wasn't until her mother realized this and told her it was ridiculous to not tell me she loved me. Anyways... As time went on the mother switche and would give her daughter complete hell for wanting to be with me, coming to see me and even texting me. My ex would show up distraught because of how her mother treated her because of me. But would beg me to not leave her and that her mother would eventually see and would stop. 5 months before our break up l accepted an amazing new job... a job most would only dream of. Instead of her mother being happy that her daughter would have the life she has only dreamed of... she did the exact opposite she doubled down on the harsh treatment. It was almost like my new job made her mother hate me more. This is when I saw the change starting to happen in my ex. We started seeing each other less, her friends started becoming her main focus and she stopped bringing her child around as often. This is when one night she came over and I told her that we needed to split... you would have thought I threatened to kill here.. she started hyperventilating begging me to not leave her and the sight of what it did to her killed Mr I couldn't stand the thought of my choice hurting her. So quickly I changed my tinted and apologized... we talked about things and how she was going to be better and how we were hnbreakable. 1 month later after pure bliss... she calls me crying and says we are gone. I lose it unexpectedly and start begging and crying. It was 3 days of of texting and talking as I begged. Then she calls me out of the blue because her best friends son died who c was like an aunt to. I guess with the trauma oft v loss she ran to me and of course I was there to comfort her with open arms. Later on probably about a month later we laughed at the fact that neither one of us could leave the other one.. and I thought things were ok So around 10 month mark we decide to take a trip after the 4th of July because her mother would not allow her to see me on the fourth and gave her this hugee guilt trip of how they have always spent holidays together and how by her spending it with me would just show she didn't care about her and that if she did she would stop helping her. So we take the trip after the fourth to my family's. We had an absolute blast. It was filled with fun, laughter, love, etc. she was telling me how happy she was, she was making vacation plans with my family, she was acting fully invested. Once the trip ended we got back home and she told me l was ridiculous for worrying about the security of our relationship, and that there was never anyways she could leave me. Once we got back and she left my apartment she called me like she always did on her way back to her mothers. When she pulled up her father was at her moms. Before she got off the phone she told me how she was ready for a life with me how much she loved me and that I was crazy to think she could ever lose me.. 2 hrs later she calls me crying and ends it with no explanation. I lose it I freak out. I spend the next 3 weeks in complete turmoil. Crying begging you name it I did it. She would cry and text me telling me how much she loved me and was sorry but we couldn't be together. Then I make a few months prior and I find out I could have cancer. When I called to tell her she went right back into calling me baby... telling me we would get through it and that she was coming over that night to be with me. Then about a hr later she text me i guess after telling her mother she was going to come see me and simply said.. yeah me coming to see you isn't going to happen. It was a complete 180 from how she had been acting. I'll admit I lost it, I said things out of anger that I should not have said. Mostly about her mother. After that we text a little but she took what I said and ran with it. She then used that as the reason we would never get back together. We would continue for a week or so calling each other crying till one day she just stopped responding to calls and text. Then in desperation I tried texting her on a fake number and she responded ... we continued talking through the fake number still saying baby, I miss you, the l'm sorrys, 1 love you, her saying we can't be together etc. I joined dating sites trying to move on when I saw that she was on them and it was labeled new to site. When I asked her about them she said her friends made them for her to get her mind off me. Keep in mind she always made fun of my past saying it was gross that l used dating sites and only whores used them. But she continued to talk to me. Then one random day again she stopped responding. And again I'm begging and pleading till she finally calls me late one night and talk to me like she had never once before, she was cold, told m get over it and etc... it reminded you of the Air k V movie when the kid try's to be mean to air bud in a attempt to run him off. After that night it was the last time I have had any contact from her. I tried for a week after to talk to her.... When her mother text me telling me to never contact her daughter again or she would press charges because it was her phone and she paid the bill for the daughter. Keep in mind none of my attempts to talk to my ex were malicious nor threatening they were all me basically crying begging her back. What's sad is it's been 3 months and I can't stop thinking about her. I stare at my phone hoping I will get a text or missed call... I cry randomly, I don't sleep because I dream about her, l've had opportunities with gorgeous females but all I do is think about my ex. This is the first time in my life I have ever experienced something like this. And I hate it. I'm a total mess. All I want is to be with her... to feel the way she made me feel. I know I should not worry about someone who has done me this wrong but I do. Sadly even after all this I would completely take her back if she called me. I don't know what to do.