Need a diagnosis/Analysis BG. Long story, sorry.
Current GF. I am 20, she is 19.
Downfalls: Dropped out of H.S. Never had nurturing family / Mom figure. Has shitty friends, and a best friend who get her into trouble non stop. I.E: Drug(s) ( just ecstasy that I know of), to much drinking, fights, stupid shit at clubs. Has massive CC debt, car debt and cell phone debt, credit is smashed. In a dead end job, and isn't smart enough to pass her math section for her GED. Gives into peer pressure VERY easily, definitely willing to learn from mistakes, even though she knows the mistakes she is about to take, has no good outcome. When I am not with her, I am constantly worried about her. I feel like I need to be there to hold her hand so she doesn't do anything stupid.
Goodside. Smoking hot, blond hair, perfect toned body and perfect proportions. Best sex I have ever had, hates the things I hate, and loves the things I love in bed and out. When I am with her, time stops, nothing is better and we connect better than (insert lame metaphor here). My family loves her, relatives included. She lives very close, and is VERY romantic. I love her. I am and I say this with the utmost cockiness, the best bf she has ever had. I treat her with respect, I make her laugh and I am VERY responsible. I am very trustworthy, and literally haven't even shaken a girls hand in the 6 months with her. I am the only man in her 7-8 bf's to actually make her cum/orgasm, (which before we had sex the first time, she told me something was wrong and couldn't do anything like that, which I proved wrong obviously). Her family loves me, and her sister's kids actually trust me already to be alone with the kids no older than 2 years for hours.
My story:
Met her about 6 months ago at my old job working at a restaurant. After about a month working together I finally decided to ask to hang out. Typical hang out situation/gatherings up until week 3 from asking her to hang we had sex. Asked her out on valentines day 1 month after we started hanging, now the story starts:
The first week of us going out she decided to go clubbing with her friends and best friend who I have yet to meet, I agree. Comes back the next day with a hickey. I asked her where she got it from, said it was from her best friend, they both got drunk and made out / hickey. Didn't believe it at all and finally got her to admit it was her X-bf. Unfortunately for me, I am a very forgiving person, and I let it slide, almost letting her have 1 strike in the back of my head. Everything is going now well besides an annoying problem she has; Anger management. She has a tendency to blow up VERY easily, and gets mad at me. i.e. She says we can't hang out Friday, so I make plans with a friend or two. She then tells me her friends canceled so we can hang, but I told her I can't. She will then in-turn get very upset, and not talk to me rest of night.
About a month into our relationship, she tells me she is going to a party at guess who, her best friend's house, if I didn't make it clear before, she is a girl incase anyone thought her best friend was a guy. Around 12 she calls to say goodnight, I noticed she was drunk and she admitted she was drunk, so I told her bestfriend to take her keys and she said she did. We said goodnight and I went to bed. 3AM rolls by and I get a call on the cell from my gf sobbing and crying saying she crashed her car driving home. In shock/fear I rush to where she crashed luckily 7 mins away from my house. She crashed into a ditch about 30 yards from her house, I took her to her house, put her to bed and managed to get her car out and park it in her driveway, unscathed. Go up to her room to see if she's ok and she is awake begging me to not break up with her, to weak to even move. I tell her everything is going to be ok, stay with her for about 30 mins till she falls asleep and go home. Next morning we have a talk, everything is ok, that is a strike 2 in the back of my head.
Around the same time, her ex-bf kept calling her, threatening to rape her and tell her dad that they had an abortion a year back ( which they did ), this is a bad thing because she kept this from her family. She tells me this, and I called him right away and got the typical response of a deuce bag with no balls but a big mouth. A day later, and 32 missed calls from her X, I take her to the police station and get a restraining order against him, that settles that.
The relationship is going well, I would say we argue commonly, but she is going to therapy and is trying her best to not. School is out now and another problem arises. She apparently has a ton of guy friends, the ratio of her 15ish friends? 80% guys. Now that they are all back from school and some are coming back from Army. She is getting alot of calls from "Just guy friends". She claims to have known them for 7-8 years, and promises they are nothing but friends. I can be jealous, but I let her see some of them under one condition; I meet them face to face and assure them she, (without sounding like a dick or a controlling fuck), she is mine and you will remain strictly friends and will not touch her. This kept going on for about a month, had a select group of guys, trusted them were ok. Well, after a huge fight over something I can't even remember, we break up out first time. Three days later we fix it and are back together. Now, from her select group of guys, I notice that it has gotten bigger by 3-4 new guys. I tell her she can only see the select few, and she agrees. Now here comes the biggest problem we face yet:
Dave Mattews band came near us last week. She didn't plan on going to the concert, but just wanted to go tailgate. Normally I woulda gone, but I had plans with my cousin to go see a college with him. She goes with the select group of guys and her best friend. Around 7PM, she texts me saying she loves me, I am everything. I said the responce of love you too, I know baby yadda yadda. Around 11PM she calls me to say goodnight, saying she was drunk and she was going to bed. I knew she wasn't drunk by the way she was talking, but said ok. Next morning after I went to her house to see her, I asked her if she took any drugs. Before telling me she started crying saying yet again, don't break up with me, I love you, please. After that she tells me she took perks, I laughed and told her bullshit, thats nothing to cry and whimper about, after about two more lies, she finally admitted she took ecstasy. I was extremely pissed, because I am a HUGE believer in no drugs, no smoking. I asked if anything else happened, and she said no. Two days later I get a call from her saying don't beleive anything you hear. To sum this up rather quickly, a bunch of H.S drama shit happened, I heard from people she did something with someone, I confronted her and she said she had sex with her best friends brother. This pissed me off and caused our second break up, which is currently going on now. She leaves work and comes to my house BEGGING me to stay with her, her life is nothing without me. The thing is, which is hilarious that I think this is the worst, the guy she fucked is the exact opposite of what she likes. She likes kids like me, abercrombie and fitch model style guy who has a nice body and can make her laugh. She fucked a gothic, chain wearing hair over face tight jeaned kid. (no offense to anyone). She said she was fucked up, and tried to say cover it up saying that even with ecstasy I was better in bed, I am the best you name it she was throwing it at me. Here is where I am at now listed.
- I don't think I can physically be with her, seeing her naked makes me sick, all I see is a that kid doing her in my favorite position, (missionary) and boobies bouncing etc.
- She knew how headstrong I was about drugs, so she had the choice to do it, and then had the choice to have sex, both ignoring my feelings.
- This break up I said it was for good, she then hit me with a, "I am nothing without you, I am going to commit suicide".
- I still love her, I hate her(lol) for doing that, but I admit I still love her.
Our current status:
- Friends who see each other 2-3x a week, watch a movie / dinner, no sex / kissing or basically touching besides a goodbye hug. The suicide thing scared me, and right now she thinks I am trying to forget what happened, and eventually I will go back to her, which I can honestly say I don't know.
She hurt me bad BG, she is willing to drop all of her guy friends, and her best friend to be with me, basically will do anything for me to come back. Eventually I think I will get past the not physically attracted thing, its been 5 days and I almost already am. We kissed today.