What was the moment that you knew you were in a duff relationship...?

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Stig-OT-Dump said:
The trigger point for me leaving my first "live-in" relationship is easy to remeber.
I had been working away all week. Came home to find my girlfriend waiting for me, draped over the bed in her "Anne Summers" finest. I put a lot of effort into my performance (and if I say so myself, did a rather fine job), but towards the climax, she rather startled me by pulling a kitchen knife from beneath the pillow and trying to stab me because she thought I'd been cheating on her while away from home (I never cheated on her through the entire relationship). I'm so glad we never used handcuffs...

Holy CRAP!!!!
 

Wheeledweenie

Über Member
ChrisKH said:
No disrespect, but doesn't that rather depend on your Mum? I'm sure she is a lovely woman but no one is beyond criticism.

I'll be honest my mil can be a joy and an absolute nightmare in equal measure but there is only so much crap you can take. We argue from time to time but that's part and parcel of the set up. Equally, my Mum was less than good on the relationship front with Mrs KH before we married so, I wouldn't expect her to keep her mouth shut if pushed. To her credit she never, never buckled.

My mum is not perfect but I alone am allowed to criticise, same with Mr Weenie's mum. I'm allowed to sympathise but not to initiate.
 

iLB

Hello there
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Stig-OT-Dump said:
The trigger point for me leaving my first "live-in" relationship is easy to remeber.
I had been working away all week. Came home to find my girlfriend waiting for me, draped over the bed in her "Anne Summers" finest. I put a lot of effort into my performance (and if I say so myself, did a rather fine job), but towards the climax, she rather startled me by pulling a kitchen knife from beneath the pillow and trying to stab me because she thought I'd been cheating on her while away from home (I never cheated on her through the entire relationship). I'm so glad we never used handcuffs...

eeeek, thats the scots for ya :eek:
 

Joe

Über Member
Stig-OT-Dump said:
The trigger point for me leaving my first "live-in" relationship is easy to remeber.
I had been working away all week. Came home to find my girlfriend waiting for me, draped over the bed in her "Anne Summers" finest. I put a lot of effort into my performance (and if I say so myself, did a rather fine job), but towards the climax, she rather startled me by pulling a kitchen knife from beneath the pillow and trying to stab me because she thought I'd been cheating on her while away from home (I never cheated on her through the entire relationship). I'm so glad we never used handcuffs...
No shoot!:eek:
 

Rhythm Thief

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Ross on Wye
Stig-OT-Dump said:
The trigger point for me leaving my first "live-in" relationship is easy to remeber.
I had been working away all week. Came home to find my girlfriend waiting for me, draped over the bed in her "Anne Summers" finest. I put a lot of effort into my performance (and if I say so myself, did a rather fine job), but towards the climax, she rather startled me by pulling a kitchen knife from beneath the pillow and trying to stab me because she thought I'd been cheating on her while away from home (I never cheated on her through the entire relationship). I'm so glad we never used handcuffs...

"oooh, you made me jump". :eek:
 
I think I realised that it was all over when I began contemplating driving into bridge supports. Sadly it took many years of further degradation and humiliation before I one day magically summoned the strength to get out.

As encouragement for all the others in a similar situation, I am now in a fantastic relationship - so don't think that you doomed to failure if you get it wrong once.
 

philipbh

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Out the back
Stig-OT-Dump said:
...we never used handcuffs...

Neither did we, but finding a pair on the bedroom floor having returned from a business trip made me realise the relationship I was in with my (now Ex) wife was practically over :eek:
 
ilovebikes said:
eeeek, thats the scots for ya :laugh:

That was when I lived in Bristol.

I don't know if the length of the blade slowed her down, or if she meant me to see it and react in time. But for a long time after I stuck to doggy so I could see my (new) partner's hands at all times!!!!
 
Stig-OT-Dump said:
That was when I lived in Bristol.

I don't know if the length of the blade slowed her down, or if she meant me to see it and react in time. But for a long time after I stuck to doggy so I could see my (new) partner's hands at all times!!!!

:becool: ah- brilliant! :smile: Nothing like living on a knife edge Stig...:laugh:
 

Jaye

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London
Stig-OT-Dump said:
That was when I lived in Bristol.

I don't know if the length of the blade slowed her down, or if she meant me to see it and react in time. But for a long time after I stuck to doggy so I could see my (new) partner's hands at all times!!!!

Us fellas will use any excuse for requesting a spot of doggy love-makin' :laugh:
 

Lisa21

Mooching.............
Location
North Wales
Kirstie said:
Worst EVER relationship was with someone who emotionally abused me constantly. He was constantly jealous if ever I did anything without him/his permission, constantly put me down and criticised me, accused me of having affairs (I didn't) and lying to him about who I was with and what I was doing (similary not), complained about everything I did, was extremely rude to my friends and family. Then went and slept around behind my back too. Basically if he couldn't f*ck it, eat it or kill it he wasn't interested.

When I left the peanut he howled like a baby, on his knees begging etc.

What an utter utter waste of space. The air that he currently breathes would be best used by someone else who actually deserves it.

I can't actually remember the moment but it was fairly early on during the first time that I was subject to a bout of drunken aggression from him.


I think we both went out with him:ohmy:
That sounds identical to a t**t i wasted 14 years of my life on until I plucked up the courage to get the hell out of there.
 
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