Hey ladies. Reading your posts really helps me as it resonates with my situation.
My ex boyfriend, K, was in Afghanistan from May - Aug 2010, then Aug - Dec 2010. We met in late summer 2009, and did not seriously commit to our relationship until about October or even November.
When I met him, he had already voiced his intention to go to Afghanistan, and while I did not understand exactly why he wanted to volunteer for this mission, I supported him and said I would stay with him while he was gone. January and February of 2010 he was away in California for training, but we also kept in touch.
Prior to meeting K, I was a very emotionally closed off individual. I had just gone through a period of 3 years when I loved someone and it did not work out. My reaction to this was to concentrate on school (I am studying to become an RN) and forget about relationships in general. K was there for me, even in the moments when I was incredibly emotionally distant. He melted me and I fell for him hard.
The night before he left to Afghanistan he asked me if I would stay with him if anything happened. I told him that I didn't know. I said a bunch of things to cover up what I was really feeling - which was insecurity about our relationship. After less than 6 months of being together, how did I know he was committed to me? I remember saying some things about being a nurse and taking care of people during the day and that I did not want to have a partner at 24 y/o that I also have to take care of. I know this sounds very harsh. I don't remember exactly how I said it. Anyway, he seemed ok. I told him I would wait for him, and that I would not see anyone else. We wrote to each other.
In August he came back and we went for a vacation together. He seemed alright, no PTSD, but somehow he got irritated quicker. Our time together meant so much to me. We drove around Quebec and New Brunswick. Letting him go to finish his tour was incredibly hard.
We kept writing to each other, I wrote 5 x more than he did of course, and I tried to stay current on everything happening in Afghanistan. I got nervous because he would say things like "A lot of guys just break up with their girlfriends when they come back" and somehow in his voice I heard that he was considering the same.
When he came back though, we were so happy. I missed him so much and he and I spent a lot of time together. He would bring up engagement, marriage, kids, cars, where to live, etc. In the Spring time he confessed to me that he wasn't happy with our relationship though, and that he was at a party and kissed another girl. I was furious, but within a week's time I forgave him and we reconciled, or so it seemed. In the summer then, I found out he had been emailing back and forth w/ a female friend who had been sending him half naked (posing) pictures of herself. This was going on while he was on tour. I felt so betrayed, but I won't go into that.
I tried very hard to spend as much time with him as possible in the summer time. We both had hectic schedules and I missed him like crazy. I did not feel he was willing to communicate a lot of the time. When we would see each other, he'd mostly just want to have sex.
He would become distant, more irritated, especially if I was complaining about something. We finally had a huge fight 3 weeks ago when I did not invite him to my mom's birthday party at home. I was so shocked that he wanted to be invited, and that he actually wanted so much to be closer to my family. We were slowly working on that, and I was so surprised at how pissed off he was. This lead to a few weeks of talking on and off. When I would try to address the issues he wouldn't want to "deal with it". He came over a few times but only wanted to have sex and not talk.
Finally after an emotional conversation I said "Please let's work this out. Let's do our best". He left that night and the following morning whe I called him he said it was over and he didn't want to work things out. I went berserk. I called him a million times, and emailed him and showed up at his house. The last time I saw him, when he drove me home from his house he said there was nothing more to say. He said "If a house was burning down and there was nothing you could do to save it, what would you do?". I was so shocked b/c just 2 weeks before that he was asking me again about kids and marriage. He seemed so into this idea...and I have text messages from not even a few weeks before that saying "I'm so in love with you" and "I'm so lucky".
When I wouldn't get out of his car b/c I wanted to talk, he said "Get the f__k out of my car, or I will physically carry you out of it". It ended very dramatically, I was crying and sobbing. He didn't carry me out of the car, he walked me inside the house and tried to get me to go to sleep. I was in hysterics. It was the middle of the day.
Since then I've been reading books which are important to him, research articles I found that are related to his career plans, and relationship issues and how to solve them. I have gotten no responses.
I love him so much. I don't know how he could be so lovey and then so rude. I am at a loss. I feel like I have severed a limb, and that he was the one.