I've just come out of a five year relationship, posted a thread about this when he decided to do a flit just over three weeks ago.
I've had a lot of time to reflect and isn't hindsight wonderful.....
I thought the relationship was great and I really loved him (though we did break up previously because of him suddenly deciding he wanted out - had started whatsapping a couple of woman and wanted to meet up with them for "fun"). Nothing came of it and I ended up taking him back (stupidly) because he begged and promised it would never happen again.
So with hindsight I can see that so many problems in the relationship were caused by him being very selfish.
Also, he was bringing me down and knocking my confidence. I have become very socially anxious and I thought it was to do with my mother dying (just 3 months after this relationship began). Now I am thinking about various comments he made like "These people don't like the way you talk to them". "They don't understand your humour". "You shouldn't have turned up and chatted to my friends".
I am sure my anxiety is stemming from this - I'm barely able to talk to new people because I worry that they won't like the way I talk to them.
Also, he would repeat every bit of gossip from the village or any unpleasant comment that people had made about me or us. He told me everything his horrible family said about me about me being a slut and alcoholic. I now see that if he really loved me he would never have repeated the comments because he knew they would hurt.
He used stories of imaginary other women to upset me - not really imaginary women, real women, but his "friendship" with them was imagined. I have spoken to a couple of the women and I trust them - they said there was nothing in it at all. They barely knew who he was.
He complained whenever I bought new clothes or shoes and said it was a waste of money and asked why I needed new things while he spent a fortune on whatever he liked.
The worst thing was he has spent five years going on about how I was expecting too much and he had to have his freedom. I never stopped him doing anything but what I did expect was him to at least show me some respect and contact me to let me know what was happening, whether he would be home late or whatever.
So I feel mighty stupid now - I should have got rid long ago. He didn't respect me at all but I should have respected myself and not put up with this. I wondered if others had stories of how they were wise after the event and of seemingly innocuous behaviours which were actually designed to bring you down, make sure you were only available for him. I just want to not feel so alone and stupid.