OP are you married to my XH. If it wasn’t that you’d been with him for 20 years I’d think you are. He was just the bloody same. Wouldn’t let me do anything, would belittle me if I showed an interest in anything, would build me up with an idea then take great pleasure in knocking me down.
If I argued with him he’d give me the silent treatment, if I got annoyed with him he’d get aggressive and violent, if I ignored him and did it anyway he’d give me the silent treatment then get aggressive and violent if his stropping didn’t work.
He was absolutely awful, but like you I shrank down to nothing. I wouldn’t say or do anything I thought would set him off because I was scared of his reaction. I just agreed with him, did what he wanted then apologised when I inevitably got it wrong.
The thing that finally snapped me out of it, like your business, was going to college to do a degree. When I started going to college it was like a new world opened up. I suddenly had friends, something he hadn’t let me do. I was encouraged and complimented and suddenly believed I was capable of doing something well.
Oh my god, the tantruming was hideous. He’d ignore me, pick fights over nothing, never asked me what I was doing or how my day was. Whatever I was studying was stupid and a waste of time, I was doing it all wrong, it was all a waste of time etc.
I had enough in the end and told him I was leaving. There were other reasons, him being an alcoholic being another big one, but ultimately it was because I couldn’t stand the sight of him. When he found out his occasional bouts of violence got more frequent. He pushed me, slammed the door on my hand, bodily threw me out of the house, and he even threatened me with a kitchen knife, all in front of our 5 year old child.
I was never so glad as the day I left that house for the last time.
It’s taken me years to get over all the damage he did to me. He dragged the divorce out for years and nearly financially crippled me. In the end I caught him out because he hadn’t disclosed a pension policy on his court papers and I forced him to hand over the money he’d drawn down. He still tries to cause me trouble occasionally. One time he told the council I had someone living with me and I was fiddling benefits. I wasn’t, and thankfully they dismissed it without any further investigation, but he’s a vile vindictive bastard, and even now he can’t stand the thought that I might be a bigger person than him.
Me and DS are moving back to my home town next month and we’re not telling him. SS said he wasn’t to see DS alone due to his drinking and that he could only have supervised access. he didn’t bother with organising it and he hasn’t seen DS for over 2 years. He doesn’t even call DS, no birthday or christmas cards, no nothing.
Me and DS however are thriving and can’t wait for our new life back near my family.
You really can get out if you want it enough. It’s hard and it’ll take time to recover but there is a good life without him. Just be careful in the mean time because once he feels that control slip he’ll get desperate, and desperate abusers are very dangerous. Please seek all the help and support you can get, and don’t be afraid to call 999 if he starts. If you can’t speak press 55 and they will come to you.
Good luck OP. I’m sending you some strength because I know how hard it is to escape the clutches of men like this but if I can do it then so can you.