To give you an idea of how this guy was... oh god, where do I begin?! .... his intensity turned me on, but he wanted to control everything I did. That wasn't gonna fly. He punched my windshield and broke it, all of a sudden after a good night, because he was suddenly upset that years ago I'd written a song about some guy I liked who I never even dated. (I write A LOT of songs... so um??) .... after we broke up he threatened suicide. I've had three other guys threaten suicide on me - two of which are generally very stable guys, but I used to have a kind of "conquerer" affect when I was less healthy. I have no patience for that stuff. When he threatened suicide I asked, "DO you want me to call your mother or the cops? I'll go with your mother for now, but don't push your luck and do this again because next time it'll be the cops." Then I called his mother. (He was 27)
Six months after we broke up he saw my car parked outside his friend's house at 3am; a 4 that I'd known long before we met and who I had a history with. He then stole the 4's guitar from his bedroom (his guitar was the love of his life) and stole his phone and texted girls the 4 had been involved with in the past, texting them gross things so they would get mad at this 4. We were walking down the street together and girls were coming up to him and yelling at him, and I had to set them straight. I knew exactly what was going on and that the CP-6 stole his phone and his guitar, but the 4 refused to believe it because they used to be friends. When I finally put the pieces together in a way that was undeniable, the 4 cried and cried and cried. I was so angry at this CP-6. I finally convinced the 4 to go to the cops, and a whole group of us went to support him; but he refused to press charges as long as his guitar was returned in one piece. The guitar magically "appeared" in his bedroom soon after.
Anyway, then the 6 proceeded to leave me long texts and messages telling me that he'd started a bank account for me, in my name, so that when I forgive him and we get married, I'd know how much he loves me. I had to tell him once again that he's one step away from a restraining order and if he steps over the line I have photos of my car that he punched and I can get him in serious trouble. He laid off after that. I mean, he was PSYCHO. Too intense isn't even the right way to describe it. He was beyond absorptive and controlling and dominating and psycho. I liked him at first for the excitement and intensity, so it might not be fair to say he was "too intense for me" but rather, his intensity came out in ways that were really unhealthy and destructive.
After dating someone like him, I was thinking "Gosh, all I want is a cute little sweet withdrawn nerdy adorable thing to cuddle up with.. I need to find me a male kitten.."