Just that really. I spent some years in a very bad relationship and managed to get out four years ago. My head was badly mixed up, I doubted my own sanity by the time we split and was probably right. I'd been living like a prisoner for so long.
I've come quite far I think, after we split I would physically shake if I was in a room other than the lounge on my own as that wouldn't have been "allowed"..as in it would cause a row "what was I doing? was I sneaking off to chat up men on my phone?didn't I love him enough to sit next to him all night? Why couldn't I show him enough attention? I didn't love him so he'd find someone who would, why was I taking so long in the loo? I was a terrible partner, a sneaky bitch who thought she was clever leaving no evidence in my phone. Well you get the idea. It was hell in so many ways. It still affects me and I find sometimes little things can turn me into a gibbering wreck. Something as silly as sitting in the garden (also not allowed). I think people mistake it for still having feelings for him which I dont and they cant understand why certain things still get to me, why I fall apart with fear over insignificant things. But this was the person (I wont call him a man) who would call me a lying bitch with a filthy house because he came home to a single dog hair on the floor, (after i'd hoovered the whole house twice, newsflash, dogs shed hairs) he threw a blind slat in my face just because it had broken (it looks FUCKING STUPID now). Many things. He would kick off over nothing. I am still permanently on edge. I can go in other rooms now but there's still so many things that terrify me. I wish I could forget it all but no, its still there in the background. Has anyone else felt like this?