That is probably the most accurate article I've seen. Spot on. Thank you - I found that article very "comforting".

This article s SO true. I went through this last March. I heard all the words I had always wanted to hear. XP was wonderful to me for 8 days, and then came the unraveling of his lies, the public and private humiliations, the setups, shaming, and destruction.

We are in contact again regarding the return of my belongings. He has lobbed a few half-hearted love bombs at me, just checking, I guess, to see if there might be any easy supply left here. He's not interested enough to work very hard for it.

I happened to see him on the dating site where we met 4 years ago, last night, when I checked my messages about 10 pm. Just after 11 pm, I received, in my e-mail, this lament about his poor luck with the ladies-- a song by Mose Allison called "Stop This World":

Stop this world, let me off
There's just too many pigs in the same trough
There's too many buzzards sitting on the fence
Stop this world, it's not making sense


Stop this show, hold the phone
Better days this lad has known
Better days so long ago
Hold the phone, won't you stop this show


Well, it seems my little playhouse has fallen down
I think my little ship has run aground
I feel like I'm in the wrong place
My state of mind is a disgrace


REALLY? You write to tell me how sorry you feel for yourself that you're having to work so hard at getting supply? You write at the end of an evening of skirt-chasing, like I'm an Internet booty call, checking to see if you might "get some" (supply) from me, or the last woman at the club who hasn't been spoken for an hour before the bar closes.

And what is your pick-up line? "Oh, pooooor me. I'm an ugly old fuck now and can't compete out here no more. Ah singa da bluuuuuuuues..."

Yes, it's all about them. It always was and it always will be.

Kris - I always think of those things as "feelers". Seeing if there is just enough left he could siphon from you without actually putting himself out there for rejection.
When the OW contacted me - my ex immediately sent me the I hate you email (the anger). Then he said "I assume this is the last time we will have contact". Again, seeing if I there was any supply left for him. Then when I just made no contact he did not either. Finally I wanted answers and I reached out a couple times to see if we could talk and I I got the silent treatment. I'm still in silent treatment mode from him. He won't make contact for a long time to make sure that once he does I will just be surprised and " relieved" to hear from him that I won't even ask for answers. All manipulation at its best.

This may be neither here not there, but if I was one of these creeps, I would just kill myself. What is the point of living such an empty, heartless void of an existence? Of course, they don't realize what they are missing since they have always been utterly empty. Gag.

I hope this helps you move on, lovechild, knowing there is nobody home in there and there never was.

Well mine always has said he will kill himself one day. Even when life wasn't so bad he said that. But he also says if he had the guts to do it he would've already done it.

That is just another lie, lovechild. It's a pity play.

My XP actually used this line as seduction technique in the first few weeks of talking to me online. It turned me off so much--that is one of the reasons it took 4 months of online flirting before we met in person. I kept eliminating him and dating other men. I thought he was suicidal, and really now, is there any normal woman out there who is looking for a suicidal boyfriend? That's how effed up they are. They can't even imagine normal. Eventually, his humor won me over. The next time he pulled out the suicide line, I told him he wasn't allowed ot talk to me about that.

If you feel he might actually try to kill himself ... you can always ring the police and tell them your concerns .. they will go round and investigate on your behalf ... a visit from the police under these circumstances .. especially if he is lying ... will hopefully prevent any further faux threats of suicide ...

They miss whatever line of supply you provided them with. Sex, Money, Power, Control, Adornment etc .. they have no interest in you as a person ..

I love that idea, manyrivers. Yes, call the police. Any time a P threatens suicide, call the police, It is the humane thing to do--for yourself.

Well the problem is that when they generally discuss suicide - that's not a 911 type of call. One should only call 911 if there is intent, plan and imminent danger of execution. So when mine started in tthe general threats of "one day..." I alerted his brother - his only family

I had an actual threat of suicide ... given that my background is in biological sciences, he tried to convince me that he had taken every tablet in the house .. including drugs like Tramadol ... enough xenobiotics to cull a herd of elephants (in short) .... I never heard anything for two days and for a fleeting moment I did wonder ... but then when I didn't respond .. he eventually got back in touch ... he said he (I laughed hysterically at this part) slept for two days and then by some at of god, he woke up ... and I quote him 'it was obviously not my time!'

The next time he pulled a stunt like this I called the police.

Thank god we can laugh. I am a mental health therapist and teacher - so my ex also loved to play with my "heart strings"

I got to where I left the computer screen, turned off the phones and went to bed. We broke up so often, and were apart so much of the time, I must have at least 100 suicide threats in my e-mails. I was like, ok, done here for the night, talk to ya tomorrow.

Laughter is one of the things that will eventually help you to heal ... you won't laugh about it all .. because some of it is messed up crap .. but you will see the craziness more and more .. the longer you are no contact ... and you will laugh about it! (believe me)

same Kris .. I always had my own place to run to .... mine spent a lot of time jumping through hoops when I refused to take his calls! I was addicted to the drama I guess !! He desperately wanted me to move in with him because I would have no escape .. he harped on about joint bank accounts and living together all the time and when I refused he would say 'you're not in it for the long haul like me' (total manipulative twat)

I do laugh about it, manyrivers. ALOT. I agree laughter is the one of best medicines and healers.