It is funny/weird to read this article as it pretty much sums up what just happened to me. I had met a man and we had a great connection, he was very sweet, in fact I was probably the one who was more 'moany' I would say. Really sweet, although he kept letting me down with coming to visit me - after a few months long distance keeping in touch I went again to visit him. After a few days of us getting along and all things fine, I felt very connected to him and very safe, like he cared about me and I for him. One evening after we had a few drinks, I asked him a question, I think I asked the time? He said stop asking me annoying questions, he got angry and then walked me into a room and held the door, aggressively told me to sit down, look him in the eyes and apologise, that he was making a real effort to make it a nice evening and I was 'sighing' (It was 4am I was yawning) I said I am sorry If I have made you feel a certain way but.. and he started calling me saggy, ugly, stupid, physco, disgusting, spoilt brat, judgemental b****, (alot of projections in there) I tried to be calm and said I should get changed and maybe go.. I would have spoke to him, but I knew that he crossed a line. As I got changed and packed my things, he said 'go to the street and suck c***, its all your good for' I felt humiliated and like a whore. I looked at him to make him see me? Then he went through my bags as if I was a thief, then downstairs he continued, saying I had a resting b**** face, I am a midget, that I look like I need a punch, that I am a bimbo, stupid and need therapy. Then he said something like I am acting like I want to get beaten up... I was silent and did not respond. I was shocked, I was also tired. He said.. 'you are not even saying anything back, how pathetic' I knew he wanted a reaction.. after calling me a stupid b**** he left me in the dark and I asked him to leave a light on, I left quickly after.. as I felt there was no way to talk to him now. I was alone walking the streets until the morning came. He text me the next day, still in town? Like nothing happened. I left and went back to London taking a bus through france.. the whole time without sleep and in shock. He had no empathy for me, even though a few hours before this we are kissing and hugging. Sometimes I wonder shall I text him and see if he realises his issues/problems? I am still hearing his insults in my head and its really lowered my confidence. Sometimes feeling like its all true.. ofc It is not! But the whole thing is just like everything listed above. Why do they do this? Is it to control? Did they ever like you? I cannnot work it out.