STBXH and I were together for 10 years, 8 years of it married - and I finally got the courage together to end it a year ago.
My feeling is that our marriage was pretty toxic, and I feel that it robbed me of a lot of self confidence and made me ill.
When I was married, I used to read up on what emotional abuse was, and I decided that I wasn't being emotionally abused, because I was never told what to wear, I wasn't stopped from going out and having friends/interests, I was never hit and STBXH never broke things around me, so I never feared for my physical safety. We always backed one another up on parental decisions around DD and didn't undermine one another, he doesn't drink or gamble...
However, I always felt that he was angry. There was always a nasty energy around the house. He would sulk a lot. I'd ask him a question and he'd say "what" in a really aggressive way. I suffer from OCD and am not in any way the easiest person to live with, but he would rant at me when I was having panic attacks. On a couple of occasions (though only a couple over the years) he did things to deliberately trigger my OCD because I had annoyed him. He didn't want to spend time with me. He wouldn't consider date nights or trying to have quality time together as I was "no fun" because of my OCD. Throughout our marriage, we had hardly any sex life, and when we did have sex I felt like a blow up doll and he would look at my body with utter disgust. When we got together I was a really slim size 12, but I put on 4 stone, and he made comments like I looked like "a trucker with your gut hanging over your pants". He didn't want to kiss me other than a peck hello and goodbye because he said he didn't like breathing in another person's breath. He rationed hugs, because he said all his emotional energy was used up at work and he didn't have anything to give me.
I am a terrible housekeeper - really messy, and it was difficult for him to do housework because of my OCD issues, but it would make him angry - he would come home from work and aggressively tidy up. On the occasions I did make an effort with the home he would sneer at what i had done and belittle it for not being particularly worthy of praise. I cooked a meal from scratch every night but it would often be on the table late, which made him really angry.
As our marriage went on, my illness got worse, I became more panicky, I stopped paying any attention to my appearance because it wasn't worth it anyway. My weight ballooned, I became a shadow of my former self.
Then last year, we split up, and suddenly I was optimistic, full of energy, started making myself look nice for me when I left the house. I had friends who said I'd never smiled all the way to my eyes before, who commented that I'd always seemed so downtrodden and I was a different person - so I know I did the right thing splitting up.
The thing is, now, it's like I have flashbacks. I'm in a new relationship with someone who thinks I'm great, who really fancies me (despite the fact that I'm not a skinny size 12), who wants to spend time with me, but I'm constantly on edge, because I'm waiting for him to respond to me as my STBXH would have done, even though he's nothing like him at all.
I'm starting to have panic attacks. Obviously I have to deal with STBXH - who is sometimes nice, sometimes does something really shitty and controlling - I have to be on my guard.
The thing is, I always stood up to STBXH, despite how ill I was getting, but it's almost like now I've relaxed, I'm turning into a complete mess about it.
I get therapy for my OCD, but it's very specifically for that.
I feel like I need to find a way of processing what happened to me in my marriage, but don't know how to go about it. I thought of going on a Freedom Programme - but having read the book, what I went through was nothing compared to what I should imagine most women on the programme would have been through - as I say, I was never subject to violence or imprisonment or "obvious" abuse". I don't know if what I went through even was abuse or just that I was with the wrong person, so I'd feel like a fraud on something like that.
Just I'm feeling really vulnerable right now and want to stop the memory of my marriage turning me into a wreck.
Thanks if you've read this far!