I am happy to announce that I have been separated from N for ten weeks now. I nearly went mad when it first happened and cried for days and weeks. I feel more grounded now and even get some pleasure out of life. I survived Christmas. I missed the good side of him and was relieved that I didn't have to deal with the need for his approval anymore.
I want to talk about how it came to be that he labelled me sick and crazy. This was a gradual process that began with his patronizing and arrogant condemnation of my feelings. My feelings were inevitably wrong. As time went on he became more dominating. He gained complete financial control of all income even though he was not working. He claimed that he was much more able to manage money than I. I know now that he put whatever money he had into his toys of private mutual funds. Whenever I would ask about money he would say that I was having an episode ( manic depressive). This became frequent and he would say over and over "You are sick, you're sick!!" if I questioned him on suspicious behaviour. This must sound really strange to people. However, this was what I heard for months and I was isolated from friends and family.
He told my coworkers that I was unstable and losing my mind and becoming violent. He removed his antiques from the house and broadcast to his friends that he was removing them because I was mentally ill and he was afraid I would damage them. I would not damage them. What????? was he talking about? He told my daughter I was becoming violent. Anyway, it was like that movie with Charles Boyer and Ingrid Bergman ie. Gaslighting.
I became unstable after all this craziness with money and fears of infidelity ( I was right. he was playing around with two women). I couldn't work and it was getting worse and worse. Finally, I pulled the pin on the relationship. He tried to get me fired from my job by getting me arrested. This is sooooo nutzoid.
So ten weeks later after going to a psychologist, a psychiatrist and a counselor ( I have a good rehab plan from work) I am doing pretty good. They have all said that I am remarkably sane given the stress from my job and the relationship. He called the psychologist and told her I had a gun in the house and was suicidal and homocidal. She did not believe him and came to understand what I was coping with. I realize now that he was projecting a lot of very crazy stuff onto me. At the time I didn't know what was happening and it felt like I was living in Hell.
I feel used, insulted, humiliated, furious, hurt, sad etc about his family believing that I am bonkers. He set it up like that and told his new girlfriend that he has been living with a psychotic abusive bad woman etc etc. So the devaluing was very dramatic and served to excuse his leaving me for someone else.
As the smoke settles I feel relieved that I was released from such destructive insanity. However, the scars are defineately there.
Has anyone else experienced this kind of devaluing. To the point where he involved family, friends, police and may workplace????
I am feeling a bit shakey after Christmas and please excuse the length of this letter.
Sea Storm