Sigh, where do I begin?
My friend, lets call her Kate, introduced me to this amazing woman, lets call her Rachel, back in Jan, 2010. We hit it off instantly. I was about to turn 19, and she was 20, and she had a child. After a week of knowing each other, our friends created an awkward situation, and we found out we liked each other because of them. That night she had to stay the night with me because she was locked out of her house... We stayed up until 5 in the morning just talking about random stuff. She got locked out of her house frequently, because she was living with her cousin at the time. If she didn't get home at a certain time, they would lock the doors and she wouldn't be able to get in… Sometimes I wondered if she did it on purpose so she could stay the night with me.
After a month of getting to know each other, and to grow to really like one another, she asked me out. I was ecstatic. We grew close. She was my best friend. We’d text for hours upon hours. We’d get so distracted with each other when we were together. We’d want to watch a movie, but ended up just sitting there bullshitting.
I ended up moving into the basement of my house, and I turned a small area of it into her daughter’s area. It was like our own little apartment.
After about 3 months, I told her “it’s not like I want to run off and marry you, but I do love you.” She didn’t say it back, she just kissed me passionately… Nothing changed. We were still close. One night she told me “I just want you to know that I never say ‘I love you’ to anyone without meaning it” “that’s perfectly understandable. I’m not expecting you to say it any time soon, take your time hun.”
Then she started getting distant… Things got really intense (in a good way) between us… then she started pulling herself away. She then came over at round the end of July, saying she needed to talk to me about something. I knew instantly she was going to break up with me. When she showed up, everything was fine. We still rough housed, she was trying to cheer me up. Then she told me that she didn’t see us working out with her having a full time job, about to get another job, start school and on top of that take care of her child. I was crushed. She sat there with me while I asked questions. She asked me if I wanted her to leave, I told her no… and she still stayed. She tried to cheer me up as much as she could, but then she had to leave to go get her child. I called Kate and let her know what happened, and she immediately came over with a bottle of rum. I didn’t want to drink, but she pressured me into it.
I always had a suspicion she liked her best friend. Well, a month after we broke up, she tested him to see if she liked him. Well, she ended up pregnant. She was going to break it off with him, but when she found out she was pregnant, she didn’t know what to do. She didn’t tell me that they were dating until 3 weeks later. She said she didn’t know how I’d take it. Well, with me being in love with her still, I didn’t take it very well. But instead of lashing out at her, I just proceeded to stop talking to her. About a month afterwards, she started to try to talk to me again. I wasn’t really responsive because I was still deeply hurt. We got into a fight because I wasn’t talking to her, and she ended up telling me the real reason why we broke up. “as much as I liked you, I wasn’t in love with you. And I asked Kate how I should break up with you, and she said I should lie. I’m sorry.” I then, stopped talking to her again.
Another month went by, so it was about November, and she asked if she could come by and drop my stuff off that she still had. I said yes. That’s when she told me she was pregnant. I was in shock that she got pregnant a month after we broke up… So, I started talking to her less and less, to the point that we didn’t talk at all again. Every now and then, she’d message me to see how I was and give me an update on her life. She told me she was engaged, and I, again, was shocked. We always talked about how we’d wait at least 5 years to marry someone. But, there she was, only had been dating him for 7 months.
About 2 weeks before she had her baby, she started talking to me a lot more. She even came over to give me a game, and showed me her engagement ring. I always thought she didn’t care about me, but just by her showing up and hanging out with me showed me otherwise.
She sent me a picture of her baby when she had him, and we kept talking a lot after that. She ended up getting married in June, 4 weeks after her son was born because her now husband is in the military, and had training to go to this month. Since he’s been gone, I’ve been over at her house plenty of times. She told me a lot of things.
Her husband is extremely controlling, emotionally and mentally abusive. He told her she can’t hang out with certain friends. She can’t look at other girls (I’m a girl, to make that more clear), yet he can go to strip clubs and hit on other girls. He wants her to dress feminine and wear makeup all the time, because “that’s how my other girlfriends were.” He doesn’t want her pursuing her dream job, which is to be a nurse, because she’d be making more money than him. He doesn’t want her expressing the fact that she is bisexual, because he feels like she’s keeping her options open. He took most of her money, and put it on the payment of his car, which left her with pretty much no money. He didn’t even ask, he just took. Only 2 days out of their relationship, he hasn’t called her a cheating whore. They haven’t even been together for a year. He’s forceful with her about sex. She sometimes has to fight him off of her. He will stick his penis in her face all the time, trying to get her to give him head, when she has a huge phobia with penis, and he knows that. She told him she was done with that, and he proceeded to tell her to divorce him because “you’d be better off with a woman.”
When her son was born, she practically died because of complications. Ever since then, her husband hasn’t held him more than 15 times, and he’s 11 weeks old. Granted, he hasn’t been there for the last 3 weeks because of his training, but he hasn’t held him because he hates his son. He holds a grudge against him for almost killing Rachel. Rachel would sob and beg him to hold their son, but he’d just say “the more you pressure me, the more I’m not going to. Deal with it.” She had to have a c-section, so her husband would have to help her up off the couches. He got 2 weeks off of work to help her out. Well, 4 days before he went back to work, he stopped helping her up, and told her “you’re just going to have to get used to me not being around” and would walk away.
The weird part? She loves him. She’s in love with him. She knows the relationship won’t last, but she’s still with him. She was going to leave him on their wedding night, but he got up, blocked, and locked the door, and begged her to stay with him. She regrets marrying him, but doesn’t want a divorce on her record. She also doesn’t want him blabbing about their sexual life if they break up, like he does with all of his other exes. She also thinks she deserves everything he puts her through, for everything she’s done, and everyone she’s hurt in her lifetime.
The first night I stayed at her house, she got really drunk and was sobbing because of what her husband was doing to her. It broke my heart. Out of nowhere, she grabbed me and pulled me into a hug, and just stayed like that for a minute, then when she let go, she said “awww… I’m really sad now” I didn’t question her, but it was interesting.
After going over there a couple more times, she started talking to me about our relationship. The other reason why she said she broke up with me, is because I accepted everything she was. I never had a complaint. I never tried to control her, and it freaked her out. Then, she went on to say that she thought I deserved better than what she was giving me. She also said another issue was, we never fought. She likes to fight in her relationships, because that’s the only thing she’s used to. She told me “I really wish I could have fallen in love with you. I really really wish I did. I tried, but I wasn’t used to how you were treating me.” She told me she really did care about me, and she is so sorry about breaking up with me. And she kept saying that she really liked me, and always wanted to be with me, but didn’t know how to balance her time with always wanting to be around me. I guess she was just scared of actually being happy.
We also found out that Kate wasn’t truthful. Kate told her that I wanted to get really drunk to forget everything when, as I said, she pressured me. After a couple of months, Kate told her that I was sleeping with a lot of people, and was moving on just fine. Another thing she did? Rachel was concerned that I was in love with her, and went to Kate about it. Rachel thought she should break up with me because of it, but she liked me too much to just break it off. Kate told her she should break up with me and get it over with. That was a week before I told her I loved her. When I did tell her, Kate told her I wanted to marry her right then and there, which scared the hell out of Rachel.
I’m the only friend she has that actually talks to her. I’m all she has besides her children. Kate is not reliable and just disappears randomly. She said that she fought to keep me as a friend, because I was the only one who cared. She texts me all the time, now. She called me today because she was lost driving home from a different city, and needed emotional support.
I’m just really confused as to what is going on. She talks about how he is all the time, but turns around and tells other people that he’s so amazing and he misses her. I understand abuse, but it’s really hard when it’s someone who I love and care about that’s being abused.
I love her, and I’d instantly be with her again, but I guess I’m just asking for someone’s unbiased opinion as to what’s going on.