I remember a time when my girlfriend at the time did something extremely disrespectful and downright abusive, so I told her to get out. She refused and acted like it was a good time to stay and talk things out, but I had enough venom. She was being overly aggressive, with hyperbolic insults, and undue mistrust to a point where I felt I had spent over two hours defending my character from a blind tornado. I had enough, and I told her it was time to leave. She refused, and I just told her that I couldn't deal with everything she was being in that moment, and that she had to go back to her house. It eventually turned into me just bellowing "GET OUT!!! GET THE FUCK OUT!!!! I'M GOING TO CALL THE POLICE, GET THE FUCK OUT!!!" to the point where I couldn't speak. She just fucking remained there and kept saying "no, I'm sorry I said those things and you need to hear my apology."

I really, really didn't want a complaint lodged against her in public record, because I really did care about her, and so instead, I just freaked out and started bashing my head into my freezer, denting the door and bruising my face.

I had been pushed to a point of feeling like there was no intelligent course of action I could have taken that would have yielded a result of me being able to be alone for a little bit and just recover. I didn't care if once she left, she stayed gone.

What she had said would have been forgivable in aftermath, but then her actions of just refusing to respect my sense of property and personal space was unfathomable, and I felt violated. If she couldn't understand respect, then perhaps she could just understand that staying wasn't beneficial to her.

TL;DR Words failed.. Her respect for me failed. I threw a temper tantrum into a freezer door until I invoked a rational response from her and got my space.