Oh what a wonderful week I"ve had:
Been on a small fair for my company from thursday to sunday. It"s not far away so we don"t get to stay in the hotel with the other people, but drive home instead ("we" are a coworker (male) and me). Except for Saturday. I don"t know how he managed to pull it off, but we got a room for the one night where all the exhibitors get together for a few drinks, food, and talking. Nice.
Since I only see my woman on the weekends, this means no seeing her this past weekend. I told her that weeks ago.
Additionally, on Friday we "celebrated" someone leaving the company. Small good-bye dinner at a local family restaurant.
My gf and me are coworkers too, and we were both invited to go there. So I show up at 7.30 pm, not knowing if she"d show up or not. She wasn"t sure if she"d make it, and if so, she"d be late (9pm or so).
Sooo we sit there, 5 or 7 people, chatting about whatever, when she texts me. I had expected something like "I can"t make it, come to my place instead" (it was past nine by now) but what I got was "all men are selfish assholes" (loosely translated), evolving into worse stuff as the texts kept rolling in.
I did what any smart man would do, stayed put where I was until 11pm and went to bed then. I didn"t really feel like driving there just to be yelled at, and had to get up at 6 the next day anyway.
Saturday was smooth, no texts, no calls. Almost too smooth. I expected the worst for the evening.
Nothing happened. Had a few beers, laughed some, walked to the hotel, went to bed around midnight.
Sunday, last day of the fair, still no texts. Clearly now something was wrong.
My coworker asks if I want to come along to his friend, we"re invited for dinner. Me still not being in the mood to go to the crazy woman and let her yell at me, I agree. I know the people who will be there (at least a few, plus the host), and they are all fun.
Just as we"re sitting over our food, I get a txt. I try to be polite and ignore it, just to have the phone ring about a minute later. I excuse myself, step aside and answer. Quote: "Where are you and what are you doing?". No hello, nothing. Not even a "sorry for friday i went overboard because of my fucking hormones".
I reply I"m eating with my coworker and she hangs up.
I go back to my seat, and put my phone on silent. Only problem with that: the silent mode it comes with also disables the vibration. So by the time we"re done eating I have about 5 text messages piled up. I reply, and when I"m looking again 15 minutes later another 10 came in.
Not. Good.
Sooner or later it was bound to happen: She calls (still on silent, lucky I had it in my hand just in that moment). So I step outside on the balcony and get bitched at, royally. I think some of the conversation could be heard inside. I was a bit ashamed (but not much, these people were quite relaxed), but my hands were shaking...
After hanging up, I stay for another hour or so and drive home. I got another 10 txt messages during the 20 minutes it took. So I reply as I unlock my door, and literally in that second my home phone goes off.
Another 90 minutes on that one, the first 30 being quite loud. The absolute highlight was this one:
"If I had known you"d be staying at a hotel, I wouldn"t have allowed you to go there."
Wait, wat?
I lol"d at that and told her it was fucking ridiculous.
I finally got to sleep at 1am. The rest of the phone call was more yelling at me and in the end everything was quite open...
This afternoon she texted again (see a trend there yet?) and asked when I"d be home from the gym. I told her when. She asks if I want to see her, in which case she"d stop by. I say sure, come around.
She walks in and tries to turn it around by making lame jokes, but I didn"t have any of that. We went through the phone discussion of the last night another 2 times instead. And in the end, we both still don"t know what it"s going to be.
She says I don"t give her enough time, she only has me on the weekends, and even then I take away "her" time by going on that fair, or seeing my family on sundays for get-togethers with my brother + his wife and my parents (like 6 times a year). Basically I"m accused of not being interested in her, and she won"t believe anything I say that would suggest the opposite.
My biggest problem is her being an obsessive control freak with distrust and fear-of-loss issues. I told her that too, and to maybe tone it down a bit when she expresses that she"s displeased with something... she always seems to knock the door down and step in with guns ablaze whenever she finds something wrong with ... anything.
Oh gods, this shit is going to suck so much for so long. And again, I didn"t man up and just tell her to leave me alone. The main reason being that it would probably devastate her, and I care for her, but not in her current state of mind.
On the upside though, the people yesterday were really great. I could get used to that sort of company, instead of being around a raving lunatic.
tl;dr version:
gf said we might meet on friday, was mad at ME when SHE was the one who failed to show up and not letting me know before, held her breath till her head turned red for 46 hours, and then exploded in a fucking rain of fire on sunday evening.
fml.
There"s so much more to it but there"s no way I can remember everything she accused me of, and then put it in coherent sentences (the above is bad enough already).