Hi Still standing,
Thanks for you kind words. I hope and pray every day that me and my daughter will...
Yes I've experienced that Jekyll and Hyde kind of terrorism. My girlfriend had severe
Borderline Personality Disorder, and probably had it all her life. Her mother might have been even worse, and her father was institutionalized for life for trying to kill her mother.
She was intelligent, attractive, passionate--and vicious when the attention turned to anything but her. She disrupted my daughter's wedding, several other family gatherings, even funerals with her tantrums. I knew not to even be friendly with a waitress at a restaurant, because my "girlfriend" could make terrible scenes, even throw food or splash drinks on me.
I had begun to suspect she had problems early on, but stayed in support of her until I almost self-destoyed. Having PTSD myself, I badly needed to be needed romantically.
By the time I split up with her, I had lost myself while walking on eggshells for 11 years. I had given up most of my other friends and activities, ignored my talents and hobbies, insulted some of my family's intelligence, and invested a lot of money in her failures to keep jobs.
I stayed with her at first because I am a compulsive caregiver, and later, I hoped that somehow she might repay the money I invested in her. She had also threatened to kill herself if I left her. When I finally split totally from her, I had to rebuild my fragile confidence, endure months of her hysterical begging, stalking, and attempts to monitor my new friendships. I eventually blocked out her phone calls and refused to answer the door when she would "happen by". It's been almost four years now, and the doorbell still startles me.
So yeah. I've seen somebody I wanted to love turn from a darling partner into a screaming, insulting monster sometimes in mid-sentence. A therapist once told her that she has PTSD. But after meeting her and hearing years of my saga of co-dependence with that woman, my therapist has told me plainly that my former girlfriend has severe Borderline Personality Disorder. Given the degree of whatever her problem is, I'm lucky I freed myself. My therapist says about that relationship that "It would have killed (you)."