It does destroy you. Since I was 23 and my DH did something that made me feel ugly and disgusting and already too old for him I have eaten myself alive from the inside.
I have punished and hated my body almost every single day of my life since for being too old, too fat, to motherly, not a teenager, not pert and new enough.
I’ve had DECADES of therapy and I’ve never ever overcome it.
I now have an eating disorder, I became an alcoholic, I did revenge acts but that just made me feel like a shit person because that’s not who I ever wanted to be. I just wanted to feel I am not disgusting, that I have value, that someone would look at me as I am and chose me and make me feel like I’m not some used up old bag or some compromise they tolerate for the kids sakes when they’d much prefer to be mauling fresh young flesh.
As my username says I wish I had the answers.
I don’t. I think it would be better if I’d left tbh. Because everytime he looks at me I see what he did, what he chose and what he sexually wanted and it wasn’t anything I can ever be, no matter how much I starve myself, compulsively exercise or dress nicely so at least the outer packaging looks nice.
I’ve wasted my fucking life in deep pervasive self loathing because I stayed with a man who letched over ‘perfect bodies’ (and at times actively chased them)
I hope you find the answers. I never did.