I have to break this stuff up between running errands and dong my "chores" so he doesn't clue in that I am online during my son's nap time. I am now just needing to vent because it seems starting to tell a little opens the flood gates in my mind and I get overwhelmed with memories of the constant daily abuse. I feel silly for having just one time I stand up to him as I wrote here a few posts back. And speaking of flood gates, I am reminded of a song that says:
It's a silly time to learn to swim when you start to drown...
It's a silly time to learn to swim on the way down.....
Sela and all, Yes I WENT to a therapist, because a year ago, I found myself in turmoil with my FOO, my "religion"---which in my vicinity is also all my neighbors, and with my NH. I was totally wanting to know what was wrong with ME to find myself in this position with so many people after being called a peacemaker all my life.
My T was a help, verified I was dealing with an N H, and I had married my N mother. And I needed to stand up for myself. Since my insurance didn't pay any of it, I soon found we couldn't afford it. Hmmmm....maybe husband saw my 'stupid days' were coming to an end and cut off my supply of validation and support?? So I stopped going. Then listened to him chastise me for it.
I had to choose this certain T because it was a guy that NH went to about 8 years before to deal with his father's pending death and he was one of the few people NH actually praised. (Since almost everyone on earth is a total idiot, in his book) I could choose no other, especially not a woman, because then he would say, What is that quack (woman) filling your head with? Doesn't like me to watch Oprah for the same reason. Or watch any woman on TV stand up for herself, he is sure to tell me what fat bit** SHE is, cause he knows he keeps me in check that way.
Anyway, I went under the guise of talking to him about my FOO and the NC situation I went into with them recently. Which he also chastised me for (NC). I really talked about him. He keeps me so uptight I have no time or energy to deal with FOO situations even if I want to. My T nailed it in the first session. "You married your mom"---I pulled this out of the holster during our last argument on New Years to seeif he even cared or understood. Just made him mad and defensive of course. Then he claimed the T was always wrong when he went anyway. So therefore, of course he was wrong about that too. This is the first time he ever has spoken poorly of T in 8 years---when he finds he is exposed. Before I stopped, T verified his NPD, said to stay was going to be really hard (not news) and that most of what he did to control me was bullsh**! I know what I must do, I am just trying to have a few good times, which never seem to come.
I promised myself when I spent my tenth anniversay in his soon-to-be repossessed sports car getting raged at because...well, just because he was having a bad day and I didn't want to try on the shirt he insisted on getting me because he hadn't bothered to do anything else for me. I didn't want the shoes or shirt he insisted on but when along but not "cutsie" enough for him so he raged. He expects me to be a wind-up doll who smiles and performs on command. He just blamed his rage on his stupid financial situation. I say his financial situation because he invested tons of borrowed cash into a stupid scheme which I never approved of and lost it all. We were dealing with the FBI to try to get it back. Actually had our phones tapped to nail the guy. Got regular phone calls and visits from the FBI. It was loads of fun.
We have faced foreclosure about every 6 months, in every house we lived since 1994. And I am talking up to the day before sale, usually. This is all a result of his inability to work. He convinced me a few years back to sign my name on a loan on property his mother lived in to save her home for her. I did--I was basically forced. I tried to leave with the kids then, but came back when I realized if I had to choose between the 2 monsters of him or N mom. I guess I had to choose him, so my kids could be in their own home. He told me I had no right to do that to them. Take them to my mothers. I have had to stare foreclosure in the face every 6 months with that property too. Every time I ended up on the phone, being humiliated and lying to beg for more time or whatever while he stood over me, insisting I do. Normally, I can't lie to save my life. I told him once I couldn't do it again. He went suicidal on me until I areed to call the mortgage co and make arrangments one more time. My credit ended up in the toilet. He finally refinanced it under someone else's name a few months ago and bought his momma a NEW house. Both of which he still pays for each month.
These payments he makes while our home is in jeopardy. And the kids go without. I am at home jumping and getting sick to my stomach every time the door bell rings because it is usually only someone looking for a bill to be paid, the mailman with registered letters, constables, his "investors. I handle them and then he gets angry if I let him know it bothers me. I stoped answering the phone years ago because creditors would call all day. ALL of this mess is due to his screw-ups, selfishness, pride, and his FOO. He won't stay away from them, he just chastises me for having to make the decision to go no contact with my FOO.
If I leave to go to the grocery store, I hurry home if he is there. I even had to make sure the older ones could watch the young ones when I went to therapy so I didn't have to worry about coming home to rages then. Or worrying that the kids will try to answer the door or phone to someone looking for payment of something. And then he chastises me for not answering the phone or door or not allowing him to help with the kids.
I am home with the kids because is too nutty to be at home with them. So that ties my hands from working because I have to stay to protect them from him. Then he is sure to tell me I don't help him at work. Or if I find a babysitter, well, then the house isn't clean enough and the meals aren't done right any more. And when he IS home, he expects me to be at his side to love him or be yelled at and whined too, what ever he is in the mood for. And yet, somehow, I am supposed to be able to do the housework while I hold his hand. Cause then he rages or pouts f he can't get a clean plate for a snack or something.
I am so sorry you guys, this is making me sick to write this. I have told a few people a bit of this over the years and they have no idea what to say. Maybe they think I am lying. One thing is for sure. It is way to much to handle even hearing for most. I am going for it here when I can just to get it out. It is bopping around in my head too much now. I feel if I don't get some of this nonsense in writing, I will end up yelling at him again. He will see I am upset and go for the jugular. Ya'll don't really have to read it or respond. I don't expect that. I just need to get it out.
Oh, and incidentally. He came home for lunch today as I was about ready to post this. He called me to tell me he was coming and I could just hear the beep beep beep of the backing up dump truck. He was headed home to dump on me. Well,when he arrived, for once he was the one to answer the door the mortgage default papers. I usually get that. It doesn't even shake me any more. But he was shook. He finally felt how it was to be mortified in front of the mailman while you sign for a bunch of certified mail telling you they were starting the foreclosure process on your house---again. Sick thing is, I am used to it. He then commenced to dump his whole day onto my shoulders again and then left after I consoled him. What a dork. I've got more, crap I wrote out, but maybe that is all I will copy and paste for now. He will scrounge up the money for the house just in time, as usual. I just can't figure out why he doesn't just work for it in the first place and avoid this nonsense.
Mostly this stuff is to remind ME of what an idiot he is. If I don't write it out as I try to recall it, I tuck it away and continue to pretend it never happened. He is a total N jerk and I still feel bad for him and guilty for posting and especially freaked out at getting caught. I can't even go on another computer in the home when he is here unless he is sleeping because he has progams on them to be able to see what is going on on each screen from another screeen in the house. Oh, and when he sleeps, if I move...he grunts to let me now he is still watching me and aware I am moving around or getting up. I know I don't need to convince you guys of this abuse, I just need to see it in black and white.
over and out....hope this makes any sense
Sunny