So long story short.
two years ago I was in a poly relationship with two girls, lost the frame due to lots of personal shit with both of them, it all ended in a who's cheating on who mess.

So i quit my job at the pr-agency, went back to the hometown to rebuild and rebase myself and well get shit done.

taught myself how to kitesurf, lost all those damn comfy-relationshit-kilos, and starting hitting the local clubs.

so fast forward a year and i meet this vibrant strong charismatic hb8 and naturally scored her.

we date for six months, regular sex etc, then we go official, and her psychotic ex shows up.

as it turns out, she was psychologically abused by the shitstain, and has been for four years, two years in, two years outside their relationship.

so she never was "mine" in that sense.

i called it quits, needed to restructure myself again because of the emotions getting the better of me.

current goals:
rigorous frame control.
more mass-building (aiming at 90kg ripped by summer, from 97kg)
inner game control.
getting back to my zero fucks theorem.

check next post for dastardly devious shit.

so the girl i was with for the past 8 months detailed above, has a daughter with the shitstain, i also have a kid.

so i've decided to not whiteknight, but rather outmaneuvre him.

dramatis personae:
daddy issues - abusive father.
ex - abusive by the same pattern as the father.
mother - enabler.

what's happened thus far is that shitstain has threatened to take her kid legally, if she doesnt get back to him. so naturally, since like most abused women there's bagagge making her believe he has some massive unseen hand to will all his delusions to reality.

naturally, i've kept in touch with her under the guise of caring for her daughter, which i do, but since like with most abusers, they are by their very essence insecure and frightened by "competition".
shitstain has also stated that he's "afraid" of me due to my background and "friends" (oh hi beta, that's where you went).

thus far, he's made a few mistakes.
* tried backtalking me - doesnt work, she instinctively knows she can take my word to the bank.
* tried isolating her from me - doesnt work, since she's a female, telling her she cant, means she will do the opposite.
* has lost his temper - "but i'm a changed man" said all abusers ever.
* got abusive during sex (i had to talk about consent...) and didnt care about her hip issue, which has now caused a hip infection.

things in the pipeline:
* dismissal from national guard due to not submitting history of abuse - there's a police report he didnt file when applying for his position, my former captain passed it up the chain of command.
* weapon licenses are going bye bye - same as above.
* job - turns out he lost the hours he had truckin' "oops"

her frame:
abused - nobody should ever be.
insecure - normal isnt abuse, its playfullness.

thus far:
contact has increased the last two weeks since i nc'd her.
zero fucks are shown towards her.
she wants to talk about us - i keep telling her that there'll be a time and a place for it.
she keeps confiding in me - this is trust building, its good.
she keeps ioi'ng - kino, and bla-di-bla
telling me i'm her mountain - i keep telling her that it's what it is, no guilt, no shame.

last night:
starts messaging via fb.
confides about hip infection and causation.
i start joking around.
tell her that i miss her pornstar bubblebutt.
she sends a pic of it.
i tell her to "back off, i might get the wrong impression "
then we joke around a bit.
she talks about tattoos, asks me about it i reply in kind.
asks what i think she should get.
i tell her that she should get some trash polka butterfly wings covering her ass cheeks.
she starts about needing to squat more.
i tell her that she's making me think about her ass too much.
she pulls some odd joke about why im doing that.
i tell her it's been a while since i last stretched her fuckholes.
she starts sending more pics.
and jokes, and more building attraction things from me.
she talks about our daughters, how she thinks i'm the bestest father figure.
some random comfort shit.
i cut it off and head to bed.

we're set up for more casual "dates" behind shitstains back.


part of the psychology here is making him fuck up, that is in motion.
part of the psychology here is priming her with tidbits about domestic abuse and causation, so that every step he fucks up, is something that kicks off correlation thoughts in her head.

and he's already fucking up, because she's texting me day and night and fucking me behind his back.

safety protocols?
* she has a burner.
* she has instructions to text "911" to me if it in any way shape or form turns into an SPAM of physical violence.
* i'm rebuilding the relations she had with childhood friends before he isolated her from them.. again.

end goal?
isolating him from her and the kid, so that she can deal with the therapy and police and cps. - work in progress.


disclaimer:
i dont need the whiteknight or saviour shit comments.

Yeah, waiting for him to fuck up is a good idea, but if you like her you should have her move in with you. Anyway, I'm a bit confused about what your objectives are (given that this is a PUA site).

Anyway, keep posting, I'm interested to see what happens.

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I did say it'd be interesting

my current issue is keeping my frame, its hard as hell.

anyway, last wednesday went .. interesting, lots of cuddling while visiting my dying mother.
then they had a heart to heart about abusive shitstains.

she confided in me a lot on the drive back.

no kino - this is a problem.

thursday,
she tells me over fb chat that they're really going to try again. she sneaks in "how did your 911 call go?" which means he's hovering over her shoulder.
i bullshit something.

later in the evening we talk and she asks what i think of everything, i tell her what i think about it and that i'm not her shrink and charge by the hour.
i end up telling her that either i put my ass outside the situation or she accepts my help, she gets an anxiety attack and flakes.

later on discussing this with some psychology friends, it turns out i kinda did the right thing, in a horrible manner. because she knows what she's doing is wrong, but she's doing it to show shitstain who doesnt understand normal lingua-franca that they dont work, and i'm her primary choice and apparently i threatened to take that away.
mea culpa, mea culpa.

friday,
i mend the fence so to speak, master of excuses and making them sound sincere, she tells me yet again about the trying again bit and that we cant be friends until in a long while. i break contact.
she texts me 15 minutes later heading over to a female friend of hers.
we talk over text for over an hour, yet again confiding in me and flirting.
an hour after i break off, and wish them both luck, and a nice evening she gets back in touch planning for sunday, me and her visiting my dying mom.
flirting continues over fb.

saturday,
she tries to get in touch several times, i make myself unavailible and show myself unavailible until in the evening when i just shoot her a text "what's up sugarass?" (sounds cockier in my native language haha)
she starts flirting, even though she and shitstain have friends over for a comfy evening.

sunday,
well well.
i'm standing in the kitchen making coffee, she comes over, slides in front of me, reaches for the water holding thingie and just leans into my crotch, i grab her by the waist and flip her around, look her briefly (2-3sec) going left to right and down starting at her left eye and down to her lips and just ease my hand over her throath pushing her to the wall and we make out.
this happens twice.

in the car on the way over to my place, she confides about shitstains flaky behaviour whenever her friends, her daughter or someone else talks about me. apparently he gets jealous (oh my) and confronts her about it and tries to control her.
i just tell her that it sounds off and incongruent, besides wasnt he by his own words a changed man?
anyway, we end up physical making out and she reaches for my manly bits while i wubwub her ladybits, i break it off saying "hey, this is kinda wrong y'know" smirking and follow up with a "tss. you gotta go so i can miss you some" and i get out of the car.

she texts me all through the evening trying to grab for attention and i keep being short with her, she ends up asking if its ok if she comes by in the morning. i keep being short and just tell her "whatever" she replies with a "but i really wanna see you" and i tell her that ill hit the gym in the morning but she can call me whenever she's on the way."

i break it and go for comfort and she spills some more info, i yet again tell her i charge by the hour.
and while we exchange flirts during the evening she apparently talked w my mother asking if there's anything she could do for her while she's in the hospital etc.

she's investing a lot of time into talking with me be it over phone or via various text message mediums.

so breaking that betrayal-bond is an ongoing effort but i'm fixing it by creating a healthier one.

edit:

shitstain was fired, turns out engine failiure is a fireable offense, who knew

oh and yeah, turns out a lot of he childhood friends are girls that view me as high value, so they're working an angle as well.

then there's his ex, who he faked a conversation from, she's also getting in touch with her. "oops".

so lots of moving parts, but i got it covered.