I was in a relationship wiyh a guy at my high school for about 1.5 years when I was 15/16. About 3 months into our relationship, my boyfriend at the time, his elementary best friend, had passed away from mixing alcohol and pain pills. He was seeing a doctor because the grieving process was taking longer than normal and his moods were pretty severe. Later he was diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia. While he was dealing with his own issues and doctors appointments, he wasn't treating me the best. He was extremely mentally abusive. He would call me names, accuse me of cheating, was very concerned about my clothing, didn't allow me to talk to guys, I couldn't hang out with friends of it interfered with his daily routine, yell at me for not wanting to perform sexual acts, laugh in my face if I were crying, ect. His parents expected me to make him better. I took care of him. I made sure he kept his car and his room clean, if he showered, took his meds, I helped him through his episodes, made sure he ate, making sure he wasn't cooped up in his room for weeks at a time, ect. I was slowly being drained of everything. I didn't have friends, I didn't have anyone to talk to. My parents were never involved nor cared about anything. After realizing that my mental state was just as important as his, I decided to leave the relationship. He assumed that I left him for someone else and made the next 2 weeks a living hell. He didn't think that I was serious about the decision and would talk to me like normal texting me good morning for example. After telling him that I was done for about 3 days straight, things got worse. He would harass me. He would call and text me over and over. There were many times where I would turn my phone off, put it somewhere and just leave it alone to get some piece and quiet. One day, I didn't get anything. I thought that he had realized that I was serious. My friend had texted me during school before I left to go home saying that he's looking for any gun to use to hurt someone. I didn't know what to do or say and when I got home that night, I took a nap because I hadn't slept in days and he calls me out of nowhere. I had silenced my phone and when I woke up I had 40 some missef calls and a voice mail of him breathing in the phone. He calls me back and I answer telling him to leave me alone. There was no response until I said "hello?" and he told me it's going to be a Sandy hook situation and he was gonna show up at school with a gun and no one would be able to know it was him (mind you his dad was in he air force and had a gun safe of military guns). I had to go to school the next morning and while I was walking to my locker, the principal noticed something was wrong and I told him. To wrap things up I had a CPO ordered.
It's been up since May of 2015, and my parents told me that I didn't need to worry nor had to renew it. I'm having nightmares. I can't sleep. I'm not myself. Things trigger me i.e. Bright red Jeep. It's been years and I haven't gotten better. I don't remember important events that could help me. I'm completely desensitized to the situation. I need help. I went to a GP and he has diagnosed me with God and then was treating me for PTSD. I need some advice. I can't keep living in an endless miserable and numbing circle with no answers.
Edit: feel free to ask me anything if it could give me guidance or advice
It's been up since May of 2015, and my parents told me that I didn't need to worry nor had to renew it. I'm having nightmares. I can't sleep. I'm not myself. Things trigger me i.e. Bright red Jeep. It's been years and I haven't gotten better. I don't remember important events that could help me. I'm completely desensitized to the situation. I need help. I went to a GP and he has diagnosed me with God and then was treating me for PTSD. I need some advice. I can't keep living in an endless miserable and numbing circle with no answers.
Edit: feel free to ask me anything if it could give me guidance or advice
