Just to clarify, he has never been formally diagnosed, however my sister, who works with victims of domestic abuse strongly believes he has the traits of a narcissist.
How to I thrive because he still feels like a millstone around my neck. We have a daughter together, which we share care for, and live in the same community. I thought I'd won the battle when I left him and set up my own home hearty 2 years ago, but honestly I now see that as the beginning.
Frankly it has been 2 years of hell. I've experienced threats, fully uncooperative behaviour around our daughter, love bombing, vile verbal abuse l, flying monkeys in the form of his family, periods of complete silence, even when concerning our daughter, awkwardness and disagreements for the very sake of them, on repeat. I'm exhausted and I'm so worried I'm going to be stuck with this for at least as long as my daughter is at home.
Currently he doesn't have another partner, but has in the past, and this makes his behaviour even worse.
I'm working so hard to rebuild my like, my self esteem, self worth, self confidence. But I jyst feel like I have this unpredictable monster in the background, who rears it's head when your least expecting it. Although to be honest I've learned to expect it whenever it comes. It makes my otherwise quiet and calm life unpredictable and stressful.
Not for one minute do I regret having my beautiful daughter, but am filled with sadness at the aspects of being a mum that I feel I have lost and have been tarnished because of this situation.
I have bee told to grey rock, but as we share care for our daughter, I feel this compromises her wellbeing and safety if we aren't at least communicating regarding her.
I left home because of the impact things were having on her, but I still feel his unpredictable behaviour has an impact on her. A couple of times in the last month or so she has sobbed after a call with him, saying it makes her sad when he is grumpy. I have no idea what happens when she is with him, but experience can give me an idea. Walking on eggshells was a common feeling.
How do I navigate this for the next however many years of my life. I fear for being able to have a functional relationship with anyone else, with this messiness in the background, I'm not sure it's a situation I'd willingly come in to.