what did you do to the guy and how did he fuck you over?
I am gonna try to say it in as little words as possible. It is a long story and each part is kinda important to make the point....and I think it is an excellent point which is why I share it....too lazy to try to find it in the archives..
I had a toxic relationship......and let me tell you this...I was equally responsible...50% of the problem (as are you). It is NEVER all one person....and even when I was toxic I knew better than to trash the man because is really is tacky and embarrassing because most people understand that they only hear one side of any story.....and having had to listen to other people nightly trash the person they were with...it is very uncomfortable to listen to.
So...No one knew there was any drama and the thing was...I knew thousands of gay men as I worked in a nightclub and did so for 20 years. Most people knew we were a couple....that's it. I never spoke of him or "us" in my nightly conversations. To this day...the guy I have been with over 30 years...not a bad word have I ever said about him to anyone..and i never will. You might want to consider this option.....
So..things were very bad between us and basically I was about to leave him and he HATED that he lost the power and control he had over me.....it was a nasty relationship....neither of us were angels. so..one night on my way into work...there was a crowd cheering....he was fucking my arch enemy on the bar.... I was in shock about it and just went silent and inside myself. People came up to me to try to apologize or talk about it and I just pretended at first nothing happened and just do NOT bring it up.....and then came the sympathy and seeing me as a victim and I wanted to scream...
Why?...one of the things I did and one of the reasons I managed to work in that stressful environment successfully for 20 years..I developed personas to handle the chaos and bullshit that comes with the job..and I kept my personal life to myself. Gay men are wonderful..and they can also eat you up and spit you out just for sport.... any way you look at it...gay men are as tough a crowd as you will ever face...
...and the reason I have to say that..this is why he chose my workplace in front of everyone...he knew he was taking the wall I had down..my comfort zone...and the "drama" I hated...he threw me int he ring. Fucking asshole....
So.,...I felt very vulnerable and pissed off every time the sympathy poured in which was every five minutes and i just said I didn't want to talk about it.....
...and I thought about it for a little while and i had a EUREKA moment that pretty much changed me forever......
I came back and spoke about it for the first time and told everyone DO NOT FEEL SORRY FOR ME...I AM NOT A VICTI,...I told them I knew he was an asshole the first week I was with him and that is exactly what attracted me to him. He was emotionally and psychologically a carbon copy of my abusive parents....though I certainly didn't make the connection until much later...
...snd that was the truth. I could have lied to myself and whined about how I was a victim until I made myself barf....but I wasn't. It was about who
I was ..the reason I was with him...not about what "he did to me"....
...and I instantly became 1000x more emotionally smart and I attracted a much better man who was attracted to who I was and not what I looked like.
Like I was once...you are trapped by the lies you tell yourself and your attitude. You need to own both...and it will set you free. If you don't...you will rinse and repeat...
This whole thing with you and him is about you..not him. That is the bitter truth....but you can change that easily if you own it and move on.....
Life is full of surprises..twists and turns...and you can easily participate in them if you allow yourself the freedom from your own bullshit.
BTW...the guy didn't fuck me over really...I fucked myself over the moment i knew he was an asshole and decided I LUVED HIM...LOL
With what you have said so far...I am not really expecting my experience will help you in any way...but other people read these threads too so it might turn on a lightbulb for someone else...either way...is is you choice. You can take anything you like from it..or nothng at all...
I didn't tell you the details of the day to day toxic shit but it was far messier than anything you described so you are not the only one who has every experienced this. At one time...I was sure I would "die without him". OMG..I wish I could blame that humiliating thought on drugs

I hate even typing that but it is the truth..that is how fucked up I was....
You might want to try telling yourself the truth....