the books always say that when you try to leave they ramp up the behaviour. I am trying to split up with the father of my kids (absolute last resort as it got very abusiive (verbally, physicallly and sexually - he refused to let me have an abortion after refusing to wear contraception and promising to pull out)).
one week ago he was telling me to leave, block him, stop talking, that I must never let him abuse me again. (I was begging him to go to therapy, please can we save this type of thing). I did then manage to ignore him as the books say to go no contact. This week he has suddenly found a large sum of money and is offering to buy me a car and put a deposit on a house. when me and my children’s safety and sanity is at risk this is just too little too late
I am struggling as the fantasy appeal of a happy family life is strong. My kids miss their dad. I am exhausted doing everything for them. I have no money and no job. He spent the last ten years discouraging me in alll aspects of my career, saying he would take care of us. Newsflash - he didn’t. He did the bare minimum at work and at home, after doing his best to wreck my prospects of earning good money. Luckily I journal most days, and all I have to do is open my diary and i will see something controlling/abusive that is straight out of the narcissist playbook. Moving us to a rural/isolated area. Cutting up my clothes when I looked “too sexy”. Not letting me do my hair or make up before going out . Arguing with and insulting all my friends and family. Sneering at all my plans for self improvement. Interestingly, if he ever saw me journaling he would sneer at me and ask “who are you writing that for”. He went thru all my teenage diaries and always brings up boyfriends I had before I met him, as well as my lifelong experiences of sexual assault.
yuck. I’m writing this out so I don’t forget. To keep shining the cold light of day on it all.
it’s very tempting to get stuck in the “is he a narcissist” loop. But now I have to get through the “why did I put up with it for so long” part, without crumbling into a pool of self loathing. I am getting counselling and have started telling close family/friends some of what happened. It’s really hard because i feel like everyone loses a little bit of respect for me for being such a doormat. But I was just naively optimistic. He was ten years older than me, successful (at the time) and we’ve been together since I was 21. I really wanted to believe he was (mr) right. I struggled with his low opinion of me and internalised it as so much low self esteem. I am slowly clawing it back though, I can feel it
narcissists are so dangerous. Admittedly, I had low self esteem and depression/anxiety going into the relationship. I have spent my entire adult life reading self help books and trying to fix it. But the last three years he has triggered multiple panic attacks in me. I never had those before. I stopped talking to my friends, stopped trying to succeed in my career. I am a shell of who I was when I met him.
the last straw was him lying to my face about looking at porn and telling me I have paranoid schizophrenia (it runs in my family but I don’t have it). His phone was open on the table so I know he was lying. I realised he was willing to sacrifice my sanity to maintain his facade. When I called him out on it he got so mad and attacked me in front of the kids. Told me I gave his dad terminal cancer by being such an annoying bitch
the inner workings of his mind laid bare. No responsibility, just pure hatred for me
im sorry for such a long post. I have to get it off my chest every now and again when I feel myself wavering about going back :(