Hi there. Sorry, not sure if this is exactly the right place for this, but I'm not quite sure where it should be!
I have gotten out of an abusive relationship. It is amazing - totally AMAZING - not having him in the house. His abuse was, well, I'm not sure how to describe it. There was gaslighting to the point that I lost my sense of reality. I have completely lost my sense of identity too. That's why I'm writing. I'm feeling REALLY bad. I'd like to know what's happening. It's long, so give up now if that's not your thing!
Lots of the things he did were small. Think things like I come down for dinner that he's made and there's no table setting for me. Or there's not food for me. He'd say, "Oh, I didn't know what you wanted." and then he'd fuss to 'help' me get something. It wasn't every time we ate, it was sometimes every weekend. Sometimes not. It was NEVER if we had a visitor. Funny how his behaviour could change when someone else was there.
He completely ignored me, walked away when I was speaking - literally, mid-sentence he'd turn around and walk away. When I said, "Why are you walking away?" he'd come back and say that he wasn't walking away.
When I tried to divorce him, it took 6+ years to get him out (I'm abroad and couldn't leave). He'd hampered my opportunity to work, to study, everything, because he wanted me for childcare (he later admitted this).
I've recently realised that he also prevented me from getting my fitness back after several illnesses. I wanted to, I just needed set times to attend classes or the gym (or set days), but he wouldn't help. Meanwhile, he kept up his own fitness, often going at times I could have gone. It sounds so stupid, like, "Well, why didn't you just get up before him then?", but I was up late getting lunches etc done and was tired. I slept in 30 mins more than him (he went to bed before me), so I'd wake up and he'd gone for a run. I was crying and pleading for him to just block off sometime that I could take. He rolled his eyes, walked away, sighed etc. I've realised that he actually was happy seeing me a) lose my fitness and b) cry about it (eventually). It didn't bother him. I literally wasted away in front of his eyes and he didn't care.
When I say he didn't care, that extends in all directions. I was suicidal because of his behaviour at a few points. Twice I told him I really couldn't cope any more and I was actively suicidal. He just rolled his eyes.
Anyway, he's gone now, and like I say, it's wonderful that I'm not living with him anymore. I am not a ball of stress when I wake up in the morning, waiting to hear him argue with the kids or bang things around. It's really good and the kids are more relaxed. BUT something's wrong with me. I feel like my character has changed SO much due to living with him, that life's not really worth living anymore. I'm not going to end it, because of the children, but I just feel horrendous. I used to be outgoing, a go-getter, extremely fit, and now i'm like a carcass. I have got a personal trainer who is amazing (is rebuilding me from inside out) and I will get really fit again, but it will never be like before.
I KNOW I sound like a Debbie Downer. I don't want to. I want to be free and feel free and look forward to the future. I just see no future, because the person I used to be has been erased. It's not that I don't know who I am now, it's that I feel that I'm nothing and nobody now. I do not, under any circumstances, ever want to be in a relationship again, so it's not like I have hope in that direction.
Can anybody tell me what's happening? Have you felt like this?