Originally posted by: HomeBrewerDude
I was dating a girl back in college... she seemed to be carefree enough, and we progressed along pretty quickly. 1 week into seeing her outside of class she suggests i come over and spend the night. Ok with me (I thought). We go out, and then head to her place. She has a few messages on her phone from another guy. No problem with me, since we've been dating for a just a week, but I thought it was odd that she would play her messages in front of me IF she knew there was a good chance that at least one msg would be from another guy.
Anyways, I was casual about the msgs and said I didn't care at this point about a monogamy. She psychologically turned a corner and become literally a different person. Yes... I got to experiences a dissociative personality up close and personal. Not only that but this other guy shows up at some point to prove to himself that she was cheating on him. I would have left, but my truck was locked in the garage and she was acting so freaky that I didn't think I would get out of the garage within driving through the door.
Instead, we patch up a bit and head to bed since it is now like 3 am. After laying down for a few minutes, she reaches under her bed and grabs a butcher's knife. She started screaming something about how she was tired of getting sh!t on by guys and then proceeded to slide the knife over her wrists. I was very awake at this point.
Fearing for her safety I lunged at her, knocked the knife out of her hands and pinned her. She wasn't bleeding and that in a way made her behavior even more mysterious. However, now that I had her pinned, she quickly channeled her rage at me, instead of diffusing it across all guys and herself. She began to fight in earnest, and I had my hands full trying to keep the fight from escalating. After about 10 minutes, she seemed to regain control, and when i released her she went for where she thought the knife was. Luckily, I had moved the knife while we tussled thinking that if she got away from me it might give me a tactical advantage. Keep in mind that this is prior to 911 being implemented. I had no idea how I was going to get safely from this house without running to a neighbors at 3:30am. Finally I decided to hoist her outside and neutralize her home court advantage... She had already showed me that she liked to stash weapons... Once outside, she began talking like a 5 year girl. Great... how many of will I get to meet? Finally, it dawned on me. This all started when I suggested that we not worry about monogamy....so being the logical person I am, suggested that in fact I had really strong feelings for her and that I thought we should formalize the relationship. The girl from my bio lecture came right back and was as sweet as could be as if she hadn't just spent the last 5 hours sulking and playing with sharp objects.
I still didn't know how to calmly get out of the house within sending back over the edge so I suggested we lay down get a couple of hours of sleep. I held her hand while she slept and I didn't sleep a wink out of fear that I would wake up to a scene out of Basic Instinct.
Needless to say, I broke off the relationship the next day and I transferred from the section.