A few years back I dated a woman I'd met online. She was a teacher who lived with her adult son. Her apartment was about 25 miles from my house, the location of which becomes pertinent later. We went out on a few dates before her erratic mood swings started to surface. An example of this occurred on a visit to a popular craft area one weekend. As I was slowly driving down the street looking for parking she was yammering on about how we'd never find a spot this close and we should turn around. I was still looking while concentrating on driving when out of the blue she screams in my ear, "YOUR AREN'T EVEN F**KING LISTENING TO ME!". I was so startled I reflexively hit the brakes thinking she was alerting me to someone in the road or something because why else would she be screaming like that, right? She got even more perturbed when I actually found a parking spot a few seconds later. That was the first offense. The second time was when we agreed to meet at a bistro not far from my house. At the time I had a rescue dog who had developed cancer. A side effect of his medication gave him reoccurring bouts of diarrhea, so every day after my hour-long commute home from work I had to clean the carpet in his area downstairs. I was cutting it close on time for our date but knew I could still make it when she rang my phone, "I'm sitting here in this f**king parking lot and I don't see your car. WTF is wrong with you, aren't you coming?!"

Not long after that she called me one night and told me she was applying for a principal position in a school not far from my place. She suggested that since her lease was coming due that instead of renewing it she could stay with me since it was closer to her new school. She also said that she wasn't interested in just shacking up, but would require a "more substantial commitment" from me in the form of a wedding engagement. At this point I knew it was time to end things with her as I didn't exactly relish the thought of going forward in a relationship where I'd be living with someone so emotionally volatile -- especially with the possibility that her adult son might also be coming along.

This all took place a few weeks before Christmas. Going up to the holiday, (and before I'd decided to dump her), she was continually nagging me about getting her jewelry for a gift, specifically diamonds. She could be nice when she tried and during one of these periods of relative calm I weakened and bought her a small pendant consisting of a string of a few small diamonds, nothing too extravagant.

After things soured I got off work early one day and decided I'd had it so I left her a message stating that things weren't working out. She had left a few pieces of clothing and cosmetic items laying around my house so I gathered up all her things in a box. I took a pair of panties she had left, wadded them up in a ball and stuffed them into the jewelry box after I'd removed the diamond pendant, drove to her house and left the box on her front porch with the "jewelry" box on top.

That began a period where she began to text me almost daily about how "we got along so well", and how "we should do couples counseling" to repair our relationship. I think she only wanted to get back together so she could get the diamonds she knew I had bought her and then dump me, but I ignored her so she never got the chance. Thankfully, she eventually stopped texting me.

TLDR; Shrewish woman tries to force her way into my house, gets dumped with no xmas gift.