I am not going to pine about her anymore. I know she has major issues that are beyond my control. Just so the women here know, I know women can say things and get jealous. That was not my point. She freaked on me talking about the Surreal Life on VH1. She bought me porn on Xmas because she thought that low of me. She told me She wanted 80% of me and wanted to give 20% back. She changed everything I said to make me look bad. The list goes on and on. My brain has been stuck on the woman I met, and where she could possibly have gone. I read and reread everything and I know what you are all trying to say. That God saved me from making a big mistake to be with her forever. The problem is that it felt really great feeling like I had an opportunity to be with someone who cared for me and I cared back. I am 36 years old and I am tired. I really dreamed of the home and the life of the woman I met. Her changes in behaviour made those dreams diminish to nothing. I hope to find real love someday, and I am going back to therapy. What nobody seems to know after all I wrote is that this is not about the woman. This is about why everyone-mom, dad, family, and now a lover and friend could find it in their heart to use me and to lie to me for no other reason than the fact that they dont care. I cant even trust my own mother to be honest with me anymore. If you cant trust the people who gave you birth, who do you trust. Its a lonely now for me, not because I dont have friends, but because I dont have the ability to beleive in anyone anymore. When we met, she reallymade me beleive she was my friend and lover. I had a moment about my dad,shared it with her and she resents me for the fact that I actually stayed with him for three years and watch him rot in front of me. Instead of thinking in a humane way, she said I told her not to talk about her day. In my head, I blame my dad because if he died without me having to sit and watch the pain, I could have stomached her conversations because I wouldnt have the memories of people dying such a god aweful death. Be lucky you never seen it. I wasnt looking for self pity, I was looking for understanding from a medical professional to have the decency to have a heart and respect my feeling. Didnt happen. I am actually being condemned for trying to help a person that was in need. He is dead, and I am the one paying for what he did. She actually had the nerve to joke about me having alittle of my dad in me because I remodeled my bathroom. What kind of sick joke is that. I am not pining over the woman she is. I am mourning the loss of the person who I thought she was. I dont know what normal is, but man I hope its out for me. I am not a sick or crazy person. I have a job, a condo, a boat, and friends. What I dont have is anyone to support my emotional needs when I am down. I have learned not to ask for anything because I know I am not a person who should be able too. I am sorry I couldnt give 80% of me, nor did I think anyone could. I just really wanted Deena to know that I really wanted nothing from you other than to be your best friend. She said I was hers and I beleived it. Again, I know God protected me long term, but I wish God could see that I cant take anymore. Too much has been taken already. I know you are all right about this. I know I have to take my blinders off and realize that a woman with a heart woundnt act this way. Thanks for listening. I know you are right. I just wish I never met her because it kills me inside to know I was lied to again. Whatever it is I do to make people turn on me, I am sorry. I was only trying to be a friend. If you should read this and want to make a bad comment, please dont write. For those who supported me through this, thank you so much. You have no idea how much your stories make me feel like I am not alone. I actually wish that we could have been freinds. You seem like nice people.