I’ve left Mr. Fighter Pilot in Fallon, NV and traveled home to Florida. Let the head games begin…
We would talk every day and a few times he came back to Florida to see his kids and to finalize his divorce. Of course he stayed with me when he came into town but we would inevitably get into an argument about something ridiculously stupid. He wasn’t living if some form of drama wasn’t in his life and he had to feel like he was the priority in everything. He would get upset if I went to lunch with male coworkers (in a group), if I couldn’t talk on the phone for as long as he needed (even though I was at work) and he did not like me going out with friends at all. He would actually call and try to keep me on the phone while I was out with friends. I went to my high school reunion and he literally had me outside on the phone with him arguing about if I was meeting an old boyfriend! He checked my Facebook that night to see the photos I was tagged in from the event and was extremely angry that I took photos with male classmates that put their arms around me for the photo! According to him I should have told everyone I was in a relationship, therefore, no one should touch me. He actually said those words! It quite literally was ALWAYS something. He picked a fight so that I could “prove” my love. And, heaven forbid if plans changed and I didn’t immediately tell him. For instance – one night I was out with friends at a restaurant for a coworkers going away. Once we had finished dinner everyone decided to go out for drinks at a few different bars. I was having a great night but my phone was constantly pinging with texts, etc. until it died. Yep, battery ran out. I got home pretty late, plugged my phone in and fell sleep. You would not believe the fresh hell that awaited me the next morning. Mr Fighter Pilot was livid. I received several texts about how I can’t be trusted, etc. Now, let me just say, he ALWAYS did this when I went out…made me feel guilty for having a good time without him. But – it was NEVER the other way around. He could go out with guys and have a great time and I just needed to suck it up and trust him. I initially had no problem with him going out but the more he reacted so negatively to me going out the more I questioned his reasoning and what he was really doing when he went out. Anyways – that day, the final texts we exchanged are below:
This was in November just before Thanksgiving. He was supposed to fly into Florida and spend the holiday with me. Did he fly in?
Until next time….xoxo
Tracy
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