It can Happen to Anyone

Let's refer to her as X, because relationships are like mathematical equations.

X and I started dating when I was just a meer freshie in high-school, and I was still trying to figure out the whole sexuality thing. She was older than me, but I honestly didn't care, and age wasn't/isn't very important to me. We had fun, we did relationship things, and we taked to each other all the time about everything. Sophomore year, she came out to me as poly-romantic. I said that was fine with me, as long as another person would not take over me. She said of course and we went on our merry way. Later, we became very much less intimate, and I found messages that she was sending to another person online that were not okay with me. I confronted her about it, and it became a screaming match. She stormed off, calling me an asshole for not supporting her, and we didn't talk for a few days. Later, we made up and it was in the past. Weeks later, I became very close with another girl as a friend, and X bitched at me for not loving her.

Fights like that continued, but weren't very common.

And along came Junior year. I'm stressed enough as is due to grades, and a relationship on top of that was NOT what I needed. Needless to say, she pushed every single one of my buttons on a date that we had, and I had a minor panic attack in a movie theatre. Now, that wasn't too terrible, right?

Don't look so positive just yet.

I had already come out to X as non-binary sophomore year, and she willingly accepted it. Junior year, I came out as trans on a group chat and she lost it. She wouldn't speak to me, and I was pissed but dealt with it. Later, she caused some discourse in the group chat mentioned, and that caused her to stop speaking to me. I did NOTHING other than try to comfort her and clear things up, but she said "Don't talk to me."

My last straw with her was drawn. I, who still had done NOTHING, put my foot down and told her how I really felt. She then revealed to me that she wasn't even trying to maintain a relationship.

Why should I try when she wouldn't?

She asked if I was breaking up with her, I responded with a calm and gentle, "I need time."

She then proceeded to message me a billion times, trying to get me to change my mind. I was in rehersal, so I couldn't respond to her.

Finally, snack came along and I went to check my phone. Messages from every person that knew me were flooding, telling me in various ways that X was threatening to kill herself. I apparently responded in the way that she didn't want me to, and called 911.

When I recived the call from the officer telling me she was fine, it made me livid. Granted, I was glad she was fine, but good god did it piss me off. I called her, making sure she was fine. She said "you hurt me." I responded with "well you hurt me too!" She then said, "I don't care. You hurt me."

We officialy broke up three days later.

And let me tell you, I have never felt better about myself.