If we are going to make our bed and lie in it then we don't get to moan about it
That line makes me feel ILL NacMac. Who taught you that? your 'D'P? your mother? your father? Sure as eggs are eggs you were not born knowing that, some insignificant little shit told you that.
I HATE that 'make your own bed' expression. It's utter bollocks.
By 'moaning' about it, bit by bit we grow stronger and realise that it's NOT right. As it took years to be so worn down, it takes years to get out.
On average women in dysfunctional/abusive relationships once they realise they are in one, take TWO YEARS to get out. It's easier if they are physically abused sometimes as the violence FORCES someone to step in and help
An outsider stepping in and saving the poor bugger in this quagmire of shite however is not as effective as the poor bugger themselves coming to terms, gradually, that there really IS no hope.
The way you present it NacMac is that it's utterly hopeless and not to even try.
Misery loves company, is it? why not look at the OP's situation and see that it is as unlikely to improve as yours (because it won't EVER improve, only worsen) and that you too are wasting your life with someone who makes you sad/ruined.
Your depression would improve if you got rid of a shit that will dump you as soon as look at you if it means he gets his own way. He won't dump you for real btw, it's far too much fun seeing what he can extract from you. You give him his drug of control and power.
Your depression would improve if you took back your own life and started kicking arses and taking names. He won't like it, but that's a good sign.
You love him? no you don't. you can't love him, you don't know what love is. If you did, you would love yourself first. You love the perfect person he had to pretend to be to hook you. it was a con, no more clever than a Nigerian Money Scheme.
so deep breath and do what you gotta do. END IT!
What's the worst that could happen? From here, the worst that would happen is that your relationship limps on for years.
Think about it, ENDING this relationship is the only way to inject hope into either of your lives, at the moment with this waste of oxygen sucking the very life out of you, the ONLY way is down.
And I speak as one who spent 10 YEARS in a relationship like this, who has been practically imprisoned in a flat 4 floors up, months inside, isolated and ignored, thousands of miles away from anyone who gave a shit, and 3 hours from the nearest airport home. I've survived suicide, and beaten depression. For good. By fighting the 'bed' others made for me, and by not giving up.
If I made my bed, I'd still be there. :(
If I made my bed I'd not be the happy, strong mother to a happy strong and nothing like his father DS.
I'm no super human, far from it, but if I can do it, so can you BOTH