Turns out I'm dating a Pro...
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@Cherub and @Utopian... Appreciate the thoughts. @Cherub, I can totally relate to your two types (and thanks for the story). I've experienced versions of both, but never to this extent.
I'm only telling part of the story here. I'm no saint either. What I've said about her is true, but I've manipulated her as well in ways that she doesn't realize because I didn't entirely trust her from the beginning (though I could never have imagined all this shit).
I think she's 35% type 1 and 65% type 2... (and yes, 100% nuts). In all seriousness, nothing would surprise me. I'm positive she'll try to fuck me over at some point, but she's in a "honeypot" and doesn't realize it.
The bottom line is this: I know that I need to call it quits. No question. I've managed to dodge a bullet, nay, an atomic warhead. I'm clean, have some absurd stories, and have lost nothing of note other than the year or so that she's no doubt shaved off of my life.
As with most people, she's a mix. She's not 100% a filthy whore, and she's certainly not innocent. She's complex. Through this and my ridiculous Tinder days, I've realized that I'm ultimately a relationship guy. I just don't have the energy for all this chaos.
Both of my parents were severe alcoholics. When you're around chaotic people, the world warps to their reality. Craziness seems normal. I've seen this with her as well. If any of my friends told me they were going through this, I'd slap them, tell them to wake up, count their blessings, and snap back to reality. Go apple picking, meet a reasonable woman if you want, and seek meaning over fleeting passion and impulses.
But that ass, tho. Epic.