I'm hoping someone can help point me how to be the person i was- i didnt realise i wasn't, until v.recently.
XH has left a horrible impression on me I think. It's ruining my Rship with my DH now (who I met the year after my DV).
I just can't stick up for myself anymore, with friends, family, or DH when we argue sometimes. I think I'm wrong, even if I know I'm actually right. I say sorry all the time, and apologise when I know its actually not me in the wrong. Even though the apology feels wrong, i give it just to end the row. I fall apart at confrontation, DH rants and I cry. Friends are bored of me now i think.
I left my XH over 10years ago. But met him at such a young age (15) and was with him for a long time I should have walked away but didn't for too long I think what happened has shaped my personality, and sucked out all the confidence that I used to have. I miss who I used to be, but just 'getting it back' is impossible.
I don't even know how it happened...I was a ball of excited, confident bouncy happiness when I met him, and looking back I was quite pretty too, but that's gone.
When we were together, he was a sinister emotional abuser, i cant even express properly how calculated he was. I could kick myself for not seeing it then being young, in love and totally fucking stupid
When i suspected him of an affair, he cried- and said i needed to see my doctor asap; that my DM's mental health condition must be hereditary, and was presenting itself now in me, with paranoia and delusions. He convinced me I was as poorly as my Mum was.
He had 'heart to heart' conversations with me, that he was really worried I was going to die young, because I had gained too much weight. Looking back, I was 5'6", and had gone from 9st to 10.5st. I wasn't even that big.
As it turns out, he was having an affair, and he had a baby girl with his OW when we were married. I wasn't ill. When the OW was undeniable anymore, he said he shouldn't have done what he did, but he was too worried to admit he couldn't bring himself to have sex with me anymore as i wouldn't address my weight gain, and he was trying to do the right thing and not hurt me by leaving me --yes I know I am pathetic for taking that-
I still didn't leave then, but instead ended up being prescribed mood stabilisers, then anti depressants. I stopped letting him have sex with me, because i couldn't stand him to touch me. After knowing he had someone else, I felt so low that I didn't want to be seen naked or to have sex. Ages later I went to see my GP because my periods stopped. To cut a long story short, it turned out that XH had been having sex with me when I was asleep, after doctor prescribed medicine. I feel like a fraud for being upset at that, because I don't even remember it. I only knew because he told me there was a chance I actually could be pregnant.
It's ironic, becuase the only reason I left, was because I thought I was having a baby, and didn't want a child to see what life was like at home.
I wasn't pregnant, just underweight and a mess at that point. But I got out and away, moved miles away and haven't seen the man in years now.
The problem is, I've spent so long feeling worthless, that now- even when I know I am right- I just can't stick up for myself.
Today, with my DH now, has made this really come to a head. I had a brew on my lap with my hand, reading some YouTube comments on DH's phone that he was showing me. He went to take his phone, I said 'hang on' but he didn't, and the hot cuppa went all over my leg, and soaked the sofa.
I shouted as it was hot, and said to him "couldn't you have waited?!"
He's gone on a rant, saying I'm an idiot for not holding the handle, and if I had been holding my drink properly it wouldn't have happened.
That's true I suppose, but I said "that might be true, but I'd hoped 'I'm sorry I burnt your leg' came before shouting at me for why I was wrong.
He said if I held my cup like a normal person does then it wouldn't be an issue. In my head, I know he's at fault for grabbing something out of my hand when I had a hot cup on my lap. But instead I'm apologising for not holding my cup properly.
I've just took off for a walk to think it over, and my head has popped a bit i think.
Once upon a time I would have stood proud and defended my right to hold my cup how I bloody well wanted to thanks very much. And not to blame me for your mistake. Now I just can't.
I don't know how I became so soft. I've been with DH for a lot of years, 3DCs, and he is a fantastic father, and a good man. We have a good relationship, but my past problems are making things hard more and more. I feel crushed every time we argue, because he rages and calls me names, which aren't terrible but it hurts me more than I think it should. I remember every insult and hurtful comment said to me by everyone. I wish i didn't take everything to heart. In our entire marriage, I've never called him anything offensive in retaliation or anger, because i know how much it hurts to be insulted.
I miss who I was years ago. I don't know how much is DH's problem, and how much is mine. Am just being over-sensitive?
Why do I have to be so soft? How can I regain a bit of fight and the forthright nature I used to have? I don't want to argue, I just want to be able to believe in myself and be able to get my point across when I think I might be right.
If anyone can give me any advice I would love to hear it and take it on board. Would counselling help my total inability to speak my mind sometimes, becuase I feel like I'm going to explode sometimes.
I thought things would be easier to get over as time passes, not harder. Does anyone know what I can do to get over feeling like this?
Thanks to anyone who replies, and I'm sorry for the really long post, i didnt mean to write this much x