Where do I even get started? We were together for almost 5 years and I went through lots of crazy shit because of her.
She sent me an sms in the middle of the night telling me she had cut her wrists open. I phoned her parents several times and, after nobody answered, called an ambulance and ran through half of the town we lived in to get to her house. Sure enough, she hadn't harmed herself but she still managed to make me believe she had hidden the wounds from everyone (even while a doctor examined her on the spot). She had crazy amounts of control over me.
Made me believe she had cancer for a couple months and then got miraculously healed. She wouldn't let me see her during that time because she "preferred to go through it alone".
She jumped off a quay after messaging both me and her (even crazier than her) ex that she was going to do it if we didn't get there on time. We didn't, so we spent one of the longest hours of my life looking for her until we found her lying on the nearest beach. I think she was there all the time and never jumped.
The following ones happened before we started dating and when her crazy ex was still her bf. He used to stalk me and she didn't do anything about it. He even threatened to hit me with some chains once, but she only got a little angry about it. Another time I had to help them after he ODed on who knows what.
Another time, one of her friends threatened me with a knife. Apparently, it wasn't a big deal because "he never inteded to harm you, it was just to scare you off a little bit so you treat me well."
She told me she was going to become a prostitute because she needed the money. Then got mad at me when my immediate reaction was to get so shocked I couldn't speak instead of getting mad at her and saying I wouldn't allow it.
Used to say she wanted to tasted my blood while we had sex. We never did so.
I know it sounds fake, but I swear all of it is true. She fooled me more times than I can remember and I let her do it for years because I was too much in love with her and there were horrible amounts of emotional dependance involved. If you are wandering why I didn't call an ambulance or the police more often, it's because she also made me believe she had went through some really traumatic experiences with doctors, although she didn't tell me the details. Also, her parents were abusive assholes: her father was a drunk and her mother hated her life and used to tell my ex that she regreted being her mother and all sorts of crazy stuff. I tried to help her several times, but she would threaten me if I did anything that could harm her parents. It was a complicated situation. At least I made her quit drugs.
Of course, now that I look back I see how much of an idiot I was and how differently I should have behaved. Maybe I'm her crazy ex too.
And yes, sex was amazing.