Has anyone here ever gotten over a breakup?

[Cristiano599]

I'm not talking about a normal breakup where you're dumped and it's over, I'm talking about a deeper one with all kinds of traumas, all the bad things you can imagine a person you love can do to you: mockery, double-meaning messages, even sending you a pregnancy test that, of course, has nothing to do with you. Photos of bruises with double meanings, constant humiliation. Has anyone here ever recovered from a breakup like this?

 

[TBONTB]

I'm not talking about a normal breakup where you're dumped and it's over, I'm talking about a deeper one with all kinds of traumas, all the bad things you can imagine a person you love can do to you: mockery, double-meaning messages, even sending you a pregnancy test that, of course, has nothing to do with you. Photos of bruises with double meanings, constant humiliation. Has anyone here ever recovered from a breakup like this?

You have this abuser out of your life now, right?

I haven't split up with an abused but I can imagine it's especially difficult

 

[Cristiano599]

I haven't heard from her in three weeks. You go blind when you're in love, you forgive everything, and I still love her. It's disgusting how love works, and everything is compounded when you're depressed and anxious, and she knew it.

You have this abuser out of your life now, right?

I haven't split up with an abused but I can imagine it's especially difficult

 

[Wolf Girl]

Had a guy I was involved with confess that he was a sociopath and everything I knew about him as a person was a lie and he didn't care if I lived or died. I got over it through a rebound relationship that also ended up hurting me in turn lol. Love sux.

 

[Skallagrim]

Nope.

I've something go bad, REALLY bad, in a relationship. But I've not gotten over it. It's not something I carry constantly, but it sometimes just comes back in a way that lets me relive the entire thing all over again. Breaks me. Leaves me feeling really low.

Weird thing is, I sort of love it. When it comes I lean into it hard, I let the pain really devour me and drag me as low as I can go. To self destruct in those moments is a beautiful thing.

If only I had known then what I know now; wounds of the heart never truly heal.