According to the time post, a day has passed. Is the OP ready to post with new observations? Did she sleep with the rugby players? Did she come back to you?
I see the beginnings of a very unhealthy relationship if the trend continues. You need to have a long talk with her, and be prepared to let it go.
Take up rugby. It’s a lot of fun, you meet terrific people, and the parties are amazing.
But for heaven’s sake, lose the alcoholic, self-centered, manipulative girl.
The beginnings of an unhealthy relationship happened a while ago. This has progressed into fully diseased, and the sooner he’s rid of the infection, the better off he’ll be.
Super bad advice superstar. Hurting some one on purpose isn’t going to teach them anything and it sure doesn’t make you feel better about yourself. Well, you can wake her up at 2 AM but that’s all!
To me, she sounds self destructive. And she wants to take you with her. Try not to join her in her private hell.
Stop dating drunks. If you must date women with substance abuse issues, date a pothead…they’re much more calm and not inclined to go home with rugby players. You may have a problem with them sleeping with other men for quarter-ounces, though.
Seriously. She sounds like a classical self-destructive type who likes causing madness and mayhem…there’s no reason why’d she call you and tell you she was sleeping in the guy’s bed other than to cause strife and paranoia.
I dated a girl about 10 years ago whose best friend was a gay male fellow about twice her age. Of course, I was stupid enough to think “well, since he’s gay, there’s no problem with her spending the night at his place and sometimes sleeping in his bed”. Then once when were all out drinking, he gave her a drunken hug that was definately not some platonic-gay-friend hug, and everything became clear from that point on…live and learn, live and learn.
so, you both decided to get seriously drunk and it’s all of a sudden her fault?
What the hell are you talking about, kputt?
Sputter, sputter, sproing, Ka-putt…
I am literally laughing my fucking ass off!!! Don’t you guys just love the wonderfully insightful and knowledgable kputt? He is guaranteed to bring excitement to this forum. Don’t let him fool you though, he’ll change his name probably more than he changes his underwear. So look out for kputt/fun in a cavalier/the king/elvis and many more.
Bin her. And learn: if she doesn’t give a shit about your feelings, then she doesn’t “like you”. That’s what “liking someone” is, see - it’s caring about them and wanting them to be secure and vaguely jolly.
Tomorrow I explain how “dark” is when there isn’t any light, and how “hot” is the opposite of cold. The work of Lance Corporal Obvious is never done.
Tansu, you’re a riot!
Aubrey. Stay off this forum. I’m not getting into trouble here because of you punks from the other forums.
“so, you both decided to get seriously drunk and it’s all of a sudden her fault?”
Nevermind I said that. I just simply mixed up something in the original post. Sorry.
Ah, yes, the calling the boyfriend drunk off your ass to inform him you’re sleeping at a hunky rugby player’s house because you’re just too gosh darn soused to crawl home. . . I remember it well.
Good times, good times.
Oh, wait, that wasn’t me, because I’m not a tramp and I don’t date doormats.
Sorry, don’t mean to be harshin’ on you, MR. FRIENDLY, but really, show this, um, person, to the door.
OK, picture the scenario: Mr. Friendly’s GF is so sloshingly drunk she and her catty GFs wind up in a house full of rugby players. They proceed to get more sloshingly drunk, and guys are hitting on her, and she half-heartedly brushes them off with “But I already have a boyfriend” said in that tone of voice that implies “but I would gladly suck your cock if I thought it was OK.”
Drunk GF gets a little pang of conscious and decides the best thing to do is call Mr. Friendly and let him know she’s OK. Only she’s in front of her catty GFs, who like to do shitty things to their nice-guy BFs to show off. So, she calls Mr. Friendly, loudly proclaims how drunk she is, can’t get home, “Oh me, my only recourse is to shack up with all these RUGBY PLAYERS instead of finding a cheap hotel somewhere BUT THEY PROMISED THEY WOULDN’T TRY ANYTHING!!!” and acts like a shit to Mr. Friendly while her cunt GFs cackle with glee.
She may or may not get her brains fucked out by the rugby players, but the point is, she showed off in front of her GFs, and the next time she gets together with them, will tell them how she managed to talk her way out of trouble with Mr. Friendly. His self-esteem is pretty low right now, and she’ll swoop on it like a vulture.
Nothing.
Mr_Friendly…you should probably wear a condom on that last blissful night. Have her stuff boxed & on a shelf in the closet for her on her way out. (5 bonus pts for every bounce off the floor it makes after landing outside your door)
Fuck man, sometimes I wish I was british (not just by blood)… “poked by all and sundry”… “best drawing a veil over this”… that’s great. My colourful language never seems to be as charming. 
Mr_Friendly!
I had such an expierience. Very shortly:
The good thing (that was felt much later):
One thing more:
Anyhow, Mr_Friendly, scram! ASAP!
Do not wait for a major crises. I partly did, and there was an ambulance, a police car and a horrible mess…
You can not speak her to reason, or teach her etc.
She has to learn everything by herself, like they do at a shrink = go through their entire life. And that takes years.
She alone knows her life, she alone can or can’t do it. For that she do not even need Your help nor understanding.
She needs professional help.
Henry
I’m not going to put much here since I’m a “woman hater” (whatever). But I’ll just say this is the type material that rips buildings down. I feel for you. You don’t have any type of behavior that jusifies her doing this to you do you? Ok, I’ll shut up.