I cant get over my abusive boyfriend…
DEAR ABBY: I just left a verbally and bodily abusive relationship. I endure from mental sickness, and “Scott” made it worse. We lived together for virtually 4 years. I might beat myself up over deciding to live with him. He’s an alcoholic, narcissistic, bipolar, sociopathic liar who swears he’s a man of God. Scott kicked me out numerous instances during the time we lived together, realizing I had nowhere to go. Five months in the past was the last time.
I still love him and care for him, but I realized last month that he met somebody at AA and took her in. She had been dwelling with him until yesterday. We had been still “together” until two weeks in the past but without any romantic encounters. I am torn to items over this man. It has taken me over and who I was as a particular person.
Scott has a historical past of abuse. He has a legal report for killing an animal when he was staying with somebody. I didn’t keep clear of him because I was sucked in by his attraction. I am now dwelling with a good friend and seeing a psychiatrist and a therapist who are doing NOTHING for me! Scott and I had been engaged. We had been going to get married pending his being sober for a 12 months, which never occurred. I don’t know what to do. Please help. — BROKEN WING IN MINNESOTA
DEAR BROKEN WING: As I read your letter, I hear the strains of Cole Porter’s “So in Love.” PLEASE look up the lyrics because they describe you precisely. What you need to do is continue speaking with your therapist and getting meds from your psychiatrist until they help you undo your fixation on somebody who, if your description of him is correct, is a sociopath and incapable of loving anybody. Until you are able to do that, your story is not going to have a comfortable ending.
DEAR ABBY: I am a 66-year-old lady, married with two daughters. I am also 5-foot-2 and weigh 108 kilos. This just isn’t one thing new. But whenever there may be a gathering with my in-laws, at least one of them says I need to put meat on my bones — in those actual phrases. I suppose it’s impolite and offensive. I am definitely not telling any of them to take meat off their bones.
I can not help my measurement, metabolism or genetics, and I am drained of the feedback. These people have identified me for 39 years. I have always been this measurement. I don’t know what to say to them. I no longer care anymore about being variety. — SLIGHT IN OHIO
DEAR SLIGHT: If you actually don’t care about offending the offenders, take off your child gloves. Tell your in-laws you’ve got tolerated their feedback for too long and to give up doing it because you don’t prefer it. If, heaven forbid, they are saying you might be “too sensitive,” ask them how they want being told they’re too heavy and that their fragrance smells like rubbish. (I’m sure you possibly can suppose of one thing once you stop laughing.)
Dear Abby is written by Abigail Van Buren, also identified as Jeanne Phillips, and was based by her mom, Pauline Phillips. Contact Dear Abby at http://www.DearAbby.com or P.O. Box 69440, Los Angeles, CA 90069.
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