So my stbxh has left me spluttering with rage, disbelief and hurt for telling me i am the cause of all his anger. The whole lot. Nothing else.
Back story. I asked him to leave nearly 3 months ago due emotional and verbal abuse, with some pushing kicking shoving pinning incidents thrown in there for shits and giggles.
Since this point i have been told that I guilt tripped him into proposing, forced him to get married and have our dd. He has accused me of ostracising him from his friends, when i have actively encouraged and organised gatherings.
Today he told me that I caused all of the anger that caused him to behave the way he did towards me. So basically it was all my fault. So not only am I abusive and coercive, but my marriage was apparently a sham he was forced into entering into, as was parenthood, and the abuse I experienced at his hands, was all my fault.
Honestly not sure what the point of this post is apart from utter hurt, devastation and a desperate need to vent. Earlier he told me i had no right to still be hurting, because I ended it because I couldn't be bothered to save it. Despite years of me desperately trying to salvage something. He has also cited my PND as a cause of his anger.
At no point has he ever seemed concerned i was close to suicide at this point. Everything has always been about the impact on him. My pregnancy was somehow about how my behaviour was difficult for him. As was my PND and endometriosis. I mean don't get me wrong, I appreciate these are difficult things for him to cope with, but it hasn't been a walk in the park for me. I'm a pretty resilient person, but the last few years have come close to destroying me entirely. And I have repeatedly sought professional help, whilst it took me walking out for him to get help with his anger.
Why oh why do his word still hurt me so badly. How can I be free of this hateful man!? I'm currently balls deep in trying to sell our house and even the is something he uses against me, saying its amazing I can do all this now i'm single, but couldn't be bothered to help him with things when we were together. 3 months and this man still makes me cry.