My best friend/roommate/soul sister was moving indefinitely to Austria. He said, “I’ll call you soon.”I said, “No, you’ll call me tomorrow. I went home super late that night because I had to nanny early the next day. Since we knew that we wanted to get married, the next question was…I knew that he was the one. ”So we tried to elope that night, but it was 2 in the morning and the wedding chapel was closed. [This was easy for us to decide because we both felt the same way about one another. He grew up in a stable, modest home, and he has a wonderful family. My needs were always met financially, but emotionally, my life was exhausting. I felt safe with him knowing that he grew up in the way I wished I had. I want to give my children what I never had growing up…emotional stability, consistency and parents who love and respect one another.
I was about to be homeless, jobless and had no idea what my next move was. I cannot tell you how good it felt to be asked out in person. I don’t think you should persuade someone to marry you in three weeks if the feelings aren’t completely mutual.]For us there was no convincing. It also helped that our values were perfectly aligned. We texted our closest friends on morning of Sunday, July 13th, 2014. We didn’t date for 1 years before he proposed to me on one knee during a trip to the coast.
He became incredibly possessive, wanted to know where I was at all times, and discouraged me from leaving the house without him. Over the course of a few months, I tried to improve things and even suggested counseling, but those attempts only made things worse, and he escalated to hacking into my email to read the messages I was sending to my best friend, in which I detailed my concerns and fear about his behavior.
He went into a rage, accused me of betraying his trust by confiding in her (hundreds of miles away), and told me to leave.
This guy and I have had a huge history over the last 5 years.