New and Lost
Hello. I'm new to this (discussion boards) and actually dealing with the CSA.
I'll start with, that I started dating my (ex?) boyfriend 5 years ago. However, I had noticed he kind of jumped from his last relationship into ours, and I kind of did too. So I somewhat overlooked that as I did it, because I knew I wanted to loyally date him. My boyfriend, always seemed to be in some contact with his ex. It was just gut suspicions and then she would contact me maybe twice a year saying things like "make him leave me alone" or forwarding that he wrote "would you like to hang out with me tonight?" She always seemed a little crazy so I kind of let myself believe it was her, even though I would get upset and not trust him. Our relationship was always pretty perfect other than this girl! We enjoyed all of the same things, worked together (and lived together) and always got along so well. We were a team, and i loved it. We would ski, hike, travel, do everything together and were always pretty caring/loving. (Never had intimacy problems; although he indulged that he has had intimacy problems when he was younger but always felt great with me). Things finally started to get bad/good about 3 years ago, after a text from his ex. I broke down and said I COULD NOT do it anymore. It was just a complete meltdown, both of us crying. Him begging me not to break up with him saying he loved me and he would never talk to her again - it was no problem. A year went by and things were so awesome. I was the happiest I had ever been in my life. I had this awesome partner, we had a blast together. We were so similar, and it made everything we did enjoyable. He knew exactly how to handle me when I was frustrated, and took so much time to help with things that no one ever really helped me with (organizing my gear in the garage, teaching me how to fold my tent the best way, helping me put my skis on my avalanche backpack) and even things he didn't really like, but wanted to help me with like organizing my closet. (He's obviously orderly and didn't mind helping) Or helping me figure out what a letter from my insurance meant etc. He was so patient and helpful to me always.
Then, one morning...I did something awful. He got in the shower, and I looked at his phone. I had awoken with anxiety and was literally shaking as I went to his phone. I never believed in snooping, but this overwhelming feeling came over me out of the blue (because things were great) that I needed to look. (I've always been super intuitive; or so people tell me). I noticed that on his iPhone, the texts were two of the same name (one of our mutual guy friends) and that read me wrong instantly. Why would there be two guys in his phone with same name? And both been texting them recently. I clicked the first one. It was obviously his ex. Broke my heart. I knew it immediately. I was scrolling through very fast, because I was nervous, and I guess I hadn't seen anything too upsetting...and was trying to justify. Then I saw something...she had said something like "i'll never compare to perfect " and then somewhere close he responded "if you would ever change your mind about me, we could have a house like that" (something weird about a house.) Keep in mind she had JUST had a baby with someone else. I was devastated. How. Why? I thought this was what people wanted, what we had? I couldn't hold my emotion in and went to him. He initially got a little mad "get out of my phone!" but it turned immediately to crying and begging. Shakingly, I told him that was it. I had given him another chance, the year before. He needed to leave. I can't believe I believed him again. He was out in the garage (a little studio apartment above it), texting me and bawling. That's when he blurted it out in a text...very vaguely. My mom had asked me a few times if I thought he had been SA as a child. I always said "no way! he would have told me". He used to make random jokes about priests and molesting. Now I see, he was just testing peoples reactions. But my mom had just always caught on. I let him back inside, because I felt bad for what he had just told me. The next day at work, he just kept bugging me, crying, cornering me to take him back that he loves me and only me and the only reason he contacted her was for guilt and shame. Because he was supposedly really shitty to her, and it was important for him to feel like she didn't hate him. He had always said that before in our relationship too and it never made sense...until now reading things about CSA. About guilt and shame and just feeling crappy and needing someone to tell you that you are not awful. Anyways, i asked if I could share this info that he told me about himself with my mom, as she had asked me a few times. I told him i just didn't know what to do and I thought she could help me/us. He said yes. I was shocked...but my mom said that I immediately needed to stay by his side. She was right. He needed me. She was knowledgeable on this stuff and has had multiple friends go through this. So I did. I gave in, and we got back together. We never really discussed it though. But that's when our fighting started. We never talked about it, and I was SO hurt and worrying about myself only that I constantly would jab at him and say mean things "you'd probably rather be talking to her" etc. I was just so hurt. Our relationship really suffered. I kept saying we needed therapy. Almost a year went by and I said, we are constantly arguing: I do not know how to deal with the pain from you lying to me, and I need someone to guide me in how to trust you again". He said okay. We started couples therapy but we were only able to go like once a month, as it was an hour away from where we lived. He paid for it all. He's pretty frugal so I knew that was a big deal by him saying "I'll pay for this. It's my fault we are in this spot". But therapy was just starting to help. A year went by. It was tough. December was low for me still. I had a ton of anxiety about him doing this again. Finally in January I felt good. It was hopefully going to go back to the relationship we were hoping for! Then right around Valentines day...he pushed me away. He said he was so depressed, and that he thought he needed to move back to his own home and just be himself. That he never got to figure out who he was because his whole life has been hiding from this lie and trying to be this tough brave guy. I felt for him . But I was soo terrified of moving apart. I built his ego up, gave him pep talks about how great he was each morning. I tried to listen and care. I told him not to make a big decision under such depression and stress. And that if he needed space to think about his life, he could sleep in our garage apartment. So he did. I went on a trip to visit a friend. I tried to give him space. But I was scared...I love him so much and he wants to be alone. I hated that. He helped me when I was depressed and sad...It was my turn to help him. But he was distant...almost cold. But then would change his mind about leaving. Saying everything I said "sounded nice". Things were a little on edge, because I didn't know what was going on...but we were making it. Then one night after Easter we were talking in bed. I said i was having anxiety and frustrated because a couple nights before he tried to wake me up in the middle of the night to talk about something (I'm a lunatic sleeper and sleep walk/talk and got frustrated in my sleep and wouldn't wake up). I told him "what did you want to tell me the other night...i'm so frustrated because you just ignored it" He kept saying, you seem hostile right now, and I will bring it up when I feel comfortable. Ugh, okay. I guess that's best. But as he said that, his phone lit up on the nightstand. It was on silent...no noise (weird). It was 1:15AM! Who is calling him at 1am?? I said not even thinking "someone's calling your phone" As I said that...it dawned on me. Anxiety. Heart break. He grabbed his phone "It's just a friend, you wouldn't understand". That hurt to hear? Okay well who is it? a friend?? (we had mostly mutual friends and knew each other's friends...) What friend? I asked if it was one of our bosses...a girl? No he said. I knew immediately. I said the girls name (not his ex) and he said Yes. I had been suspicious of this girl right around Valentines day. they seemed flirty at work and have to work together on other projects..but he told me back then that she is cool and just a friend. I was trying to believe him! How could I be so dumb.. I kicked him out. I couldn't handle it. calling at 1 am....is NOT random. he said he didn't know why she called blah blah blah. He had also deleted the phone call already. And their text messages. So shady! I kicked him out said I needed the weekend to think and to leave me alone. I blocked him. He called everyday, crying, he would drive an hour to my house every day begging saying she was just a friend and that He loves me and she knows about me. And this whole story about how she just randomly called. I took the weekend, and then we met for coffee in town one day. I said the only way I could believe his story is if he had proof. And he deleted it all. So only if he was willing (I didn't want him to feel like he was on trial) I wanted him to pull up his verizon bill and show me how much they called/texted. He hesitated but was willing to do whatever. They had had 13 phone calls since february. And two were 109 min long and 75! Most were at 1am! When I had him kicked out and in the garage apartment. Seriously? I know he was depressed and needed a friend. But I just know that after 5 years of dating, you should not be hiding a friend. If she was just a friend, he'd be excited to introduce us So we could all hang out! He also said he went skiing alone with her once. I was heart broke. Most of their calls were around midnight. He also said she had confessed she had a crush on him. Of course she did, he's good looking, charming, super athletic, hard worker, smart, nice....DUH people are going to hit on you! I felt so betrayed. I looked like an idiot...once again. He kept coming over to talk...crying begging pleading. Then he told me more intimate details of his abuse....something that has kept me up at night. That I can hardly find on the internet. I'm SO hurt for him. He was 5. And that was just his first experience. I know I need to be there for him after indulging this information. He also said he was addicted to masturbation and porn. What? When? I never knew. I never even suspected or caught him doing that or something on his iPad. He said it's bad, he even does it at work. Who knew? I know it was forced on him when he was young...So I understand it. But how would that ever work into our relationship and if we had kids. Anyway, We are on break for work (we work in a resort town and it's closed until june). I flew home. I didn't say bye. I was crying so hard. He's been doing intense therapy since this all. Individual and going twice a week. I know he is trying he does not want to be this person. But what am I supposed to do? My heart aches feeling like i'm abandoning him. He says its okay he's been abandoned and alone his whole life anyways . Turns the knife. How can I be supportive, and still give him time to work his life out. My secret hope is that we can be together one day...But I don't really know. I don't want to give him any false hope. Anytime I say "we will get through this I can help when you need me I support you" he thinks that means we will be together. I wish I was with him. But the truth is, he hurts me. And I do believe he loves me, but I can't have anxiety my whole life because I'm scared he's lying. Long story short...any advice? Should I stick by his side one more time because we have something special? I read a survivor once saying, that being left was what kicked his ass into gear. That when someone stayed with him, it was easiest to manipulate and not really change. I want to do what's best for us both. He also told his sister a little bit! He has 3 siblings, and is terrified for her to tell anyone else. I cant believe he told his sitter. He said he did it because he needed something to hold him accountable if i was not going to be in his life...he needed something to stop him from everyone thinking he was so shitty. When his family hears he does this stuff to me, they get so confused and are like "why do you lie like that?" I think telling his sister made him feel like he has to change this...Any Advice. Eek, sorry for such a long and probably confusing story. So much running through my head! I also need to decide what to do about work...I have 3 weeks but am terrified of what I will do/where I will go and I don't want to burn bridges with my work...however, I don't think I can work side by side with him everyday. I would definitely go back to him. Anways, thanks for reading....!!!
I'll start with, that I started dating my (ex?) boyfriend 5 years ago. However, I had noticed he kind of jumped from his last relationship into ours, and I kind of did too. So I somewhat overlooked that as I did it, because I knew I wanted to loyally date him. My boyfriend, always seemed to be in some contact with his ex. It was just gut suspicions and then she would contact me maybe twice a year saying things like "make him leave me alone" or forwarding that he wrote "would you like to hang out with me tonight?" She always seemed a little crazy so I kind of let myself believe it was her, even though I would get upset and not trust him. Our relationship was always pretty perfect other than this girl! We enjoyed all of the same things, worked together (and lived together) and always got along so well. We were a team, and i loved it. We would ski, hike, travel, do everything together and were always pretty caring/loving. (Never had intimacy problems; although he indulged that he has had intimacy problems when he was younger but always felt great with me). Things finally started to get bad/good about 3 years ago, after a text from his ex. I broke down and said I COULD NOT do it anymore. It was just a complete meltdown, both of us crying. Him begging me not to break up with him saying he loved me and he would never talk to her again - it was no problem. A year went by and things were so awesome. I was the happiest I had ever been in my life. I had this awesome partner, we had a blast together. We were so similar, and it made everything we did enjoyable. He knew exactly how to handle me when I was frustrated, and took so much time to help with things that no one ever really helped me with (organizing my gear in the garage, teaching me how to fold my tent the best way, helping me put my skis on my avalanche backpack) and even things he didn't really like, but wanted to help me with like organizing my closet. (He's obviously orderly and didn't mind helping) Or helping me figure out what a letter from my insurance meant etc. He was so patient and helpful to me always.
Then, one morning...I did something awful. He got in the shower, and I looked at his phone. I had awoken with anxiety and was literally shaking as I went to his phone. I never believed in snooping, but this overwhelming feeling came over me out of the blue (because things were great) that I needed to look. (I've always been super intuitive; or so people tell me). I noticed that on his iPhone, the texts were two of the same name (one of our mutual guy friends) and that read me wrong instantly. Why would there be two guys in his phone with same name? And both been texting them recently. I clicked the first one. It was obviously his ex. Broke my heart. I knew it immediately. I was scrolling through very fast, because I was nervous, and I guess I hadn't seen anything too upsetting...and was trying to justify. Then I saw something...she had said something like "i'll never compare to perfect " and then somewhere close he responded "if you would ever change your mind about me, we could have a house like that" (something weird about a house.) Keep in mind she had JUST had a baby with someone else. I was devastated. How. Why? I thought this was what people wanted, what we had? I couldn't hold my emotion in and went to him. He initially got a little mad "get out of my phone!" but it turned immediately to crying and begging. Shakingly, I told him that was it. I had given him another chance, the year before. He needed to leave. I can't believe I believed him again. He was out in the garage (a little studio apartment above it), texting me and bawling. That's when he blurted it out in a text...very vaguely. My mom had asked me a few times if I thought he had been SA as a child. I always said "no way! he would have told me". He used to make random jokes about priests and molesting. Now I see, he was just testing peoples reactions. But my mom had just always caught on. I let him back inside, because I felt bad for what he had just told me. The next day at work, he just kept bugging me, crying, cornering me to take him back that he loves me and only me and the only reason he contacted her was for guilt and shame. Because he was supposedly really shitty to her, and it was important for him to feel like she didn't hate him. He had always said that before in our relationship too and it never made sense...until now reading things about CSA. About guilt and shame and just feeling crappy and needing someone to tell you that you are not awful. Anyways, i asked if I could share this info that he told me about himself with my mom, as she had asked me a few times. I told him i just didn't know what to do and I thought she could help me/us. He said yes. I was shocked...but my mom said that I immediately needed to stay by his side. She was right. He needed me. She was knowledgeable on this stuff and has had multiple friends go through this. So I did. I gave in, and we got back together. We never really discussed it though. But that's when our fighting started. We never talked about it, and I was SO hurt and worrying about myself only that I constantly would jab at him and say mean things "you'd probably rather be talking to her" etc. I was just so hurt. Our relationship really suffered. I kept saying we needed therapy. Almost a year went by and I said, we are constantly arguing: I do not know how to deal with the pain from you lying to me, and I need someone to guide me in how to trust you again". He said okay. We started couples therapy but we were only able to go like once a month, as it was an hour away from where we lived. He paid for it all. He's pretty frugal so I knew that was a big deal by him saying "I'll pay for this. It's my fault we are in this spot". But therapy was just starting to help. A year went by. It was tough. December was low for me still. I had a ton of anxiety about him doing this again. Finally in January I felt good. It was hopefully going to go back to the relationship we were hoping for! Then right around Valentines day...he pushed me away. He said he was so depressed, and that he thought he needed to move back to his own home and just be himself. That he never got to figure out who he was because his whole life has been hiding from this lie and trying to be this tough brave guy. I felt for him . But I was soo terrified of moving apart. I built his ego up, gave him pep talks about how great he was each morning. I tried to listen and care. I told him not to make a big decision under such depression and stress. And that if he needed space to think about his life, he could sleep in our garage apartment. So he did. I went on a trip to visit a friend. I tried to give him space. But I was scared...I love him so much and he wants to be alone. I hated that. He helped me when I was depressed and sad...It was my turn to help him. But he was distant...almost cold. But then would change his mind about leaving. Saying everything I said "sounded nice". Things were a little on edge, because I didn't know what was going on...but we were making it. Then one night after Easter we were talking in bed. I said i was having anxiety and frustrated because a couple nights before he tried to wake me up in the middle of the night to talk about something (I'm a lunatic sleeper and sleep walk/talk and got frustrated in my sleep and wouldn't wake up). I told him "what did you want to tell me the other night...i'm so frustrated because you just ignored it" He kept saying, you seem hostile right now, and I will bring it up when I feel comfortable. Ugh, okay. I guess that's best. But as he said that, his phone lit up on the nightstand. It was on silent...no noise (weird). It was 1:15AM! Who is calling him at 1am?? I said not even thinking "someone's calling your phone" As I said that...it dawned on me. Anxiety. Heart break. He grabbed his phone "It's just a friend, you wouldn't understand". That hurt to hear? Okay well who is it? a friend?? (we had mostly mutual friends and knew each other's friends...) What friend? I asked if it was one of our bosses...a girl? No he said. I knew immediately. I said the girls name (not his ex) and he said Yes. I had been suspicious of this girl right around Valentines day. they seemed flirty at work and have to work together on other projects..but he told me back then that she is cool and just a friend. I was trying to believe him! How could I be so dumb.. I kicked him out. I couldn't handle it. calling at 1 am....is NOT random. he said he didn't know why she called blah blah blah. He had also deleted the phone call already. And their text messages. So shady! I kicked him out said I needed the weekend to think and to leave me alone. I blocked him. He called everyday, crying, he would drive an hour to my house every day begging saying she was just a friend and that He loves me and she knows about me. And this whole story about how she just randomly called. I took the weekend, and then we met for coffee in town one day. I said the only way I could believe his story is if he had proof. And he deleted it all. So only if he was willing (I didn't want him to feel like he was on trial) I wanted him to pull up his verizon bill and show me how much they called/texted. He hesitated but was willing to do whatever. They had had 13 phone calls since february. And two were 109 min long and 75! Most were at 1am! When I had him kicked out and in the garage apartment. Seriously? I know he was depressed and needed a friend. But I just know that after 5 years of dating, you should not be hiding a friend. If she was just a friend, he'd be excited to introduce us So we could all hang out! He also said he went skiing alone with her once. I was heart broke. Most of their calls were around midnight. He also said she had confessed she had a crush on him. Of course she did, he's good looking, charming, super athletic, hard worker, smart, nice....DUH people are going to hit on you! I felt so betrayed. I looked like an idiot...once again. He kept coming over to talk...crying begging pleading. Then he told me more intimate details of his abuse....something that has kept me up at night. That I can hardly find on the internet. I'm SO hurt for him. He was 5. And that was just his first experience. I know I need to be there for him after indulging this information. He also said he was addicted to masturbation and porn. What? When? I never knew. I never even suspected or caught him doing that or something on his iPad. He said it's bad, he even does it at work. Who knew? I know it was forced on him when he was young...So I understand it. But how would that ever work into our relationship and if we had kids. Anyway, We are on break for work (we work in a resort town and it's closed until june). I flew home. I didn't say bye. I was crying so hard. He's been doing intense therapy since this all. Individual and going twice a week. I know he is trying he does not want to be this person. But what am I supposed to do? My heart aches feeling like i'm abandoning him. He says its okay he's been abandoned and alone his whole life anyways . Turns the knife. How can I be supportive, and still give him time to work his life out. My secret hope is that we can be together one day...But I don't really know. I don't want to give him any false hope. Anytime I say "we will get through this I can help when you need me I support you" he thinks that means we will be together. I wish I was with him. But the truth is, he hurts me. And I do believe he loves me, but I can't have anxiety my whole life because I'm scared he's lying. Long story short...any advice? Should I stick by his side one more time because we have something special? I read a survivor once saying, that being left was what kicked his ass into gear. That when someone stayed with him, it was easiest to manipulate and not really change. I want to do what's best for us both. He also told his sister a little bit! He has 3 siblings, and is terrified for her to tell anyone else. I cant believe he told his sitter. He said he did it because he needed something to hold him accountable if i was not going to be in his life...he needed something to stop him from everyone thinking he was so shitty. When his family hears he does this stuff to me, they get so confused and are like "why do you lie like that?" I think telling his sister made him feel like he has to change this...Any Advice. Eek, sorry for such a long and probably confusing story. So much running through my head! I also need to decide what to do about work...I have 3 weeks but am terrified of what I will do/where I will go and I don't want to burn bridges with my work...however, I don't think I can work side by side with him everyday. I would definitely go back to him. Anways, thanks for reading....!!!

