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I’m sure people would feel differently if he posted his side. He’s excellent at making me out to be crazy. And to be honest, I feel crazy these days.

He’s not going to admit to the majority of what I posted. Trust me, I’ve gone round and round in my head trying to right the wrongs he says I commit. Understand that with this man, there is nothing I wouldn’t do for him. This is the love of my life, the person I feel God sent me as a gift for enduring things in my past. So while no one is ever perfect, I will tell you he’ll admit I’ve been trying with everything I have to fix things, make things work, etc. And he will admit that he hasn’t been doing the same.
Ha! :lol:

Not a hunting camp but it was a realm of one of his hobbies. One of the many he told me were always going to come before me.

ETA: reading my own posts and it’s sad because I I look like such an idiot. When I write it all out and read it, I realize how insane it is. But floating in my head, I question myself.
First, thank you all for your advice and insight, particularly those who have lived it and likely getting uncomfortable just talking about it in order to help me. I appreciate this.

Rabid, you mentioned nothing is ever enough, that nothing I ever do will be right. Ironically, he says this towards me. That nothing he does is appreciated or good enough.
I can’t be specific. But it was a financial commitment I wasn’t comfortable with at the time based on our plans to save/pay off debt.

I offered to revisit and move forward in a few months when debt was gone and savings were in line with our goals.
It literally changed a month after we got married. With one fight, one situation. I don’t want to be specific, but he told me if I didn’t give him something, it was me being too controlling and trying to keep my thumb on him. It didn’t matter how it affected me. And I tried to meet in the middle and compromise. But after that, he wrote me off. And it’s been a roller coaster ever since.
There are children, but they are mine.

He just said and did all the right things, wants to start going to church and getting involved with a group at church which I’ve been asking for for a while. He asked what would be the one thing I need from him to make this work... and I don’t know if it will make it work, but it’s what everyone needs, and that is a relationship with God. A real one. That wasn’t me trying to save the marriage, but rather a plea for his own salvation in this world, if that’s ever going to happen. Because If not me, he will do this to the next one, and everyone he meets in this life. My faith and relationship with God is the only thing that has sustained me.
Yes, and mine is a man doing it to me. The subtle accusations are now full blown. Yet my phone and life is an open book but his now locked. I found evidence of emotional affair on phone records. But I’m the one being accused of any and everything with no basis in reality. I can’t go to the gym without preemptively making mental notes of who I talk to, what about, so I can be sure to tell him to quell future accusations.

He was the most charming, likeable person you could EVER hope to meet. And kind, smart, successful, handsome, hilarious. The kindness and charm are what got me hook, line and sinker.
You’re so right. Accepting that he isn’t who I believed him to be is actually what hurts the most. I’ve always prided myself on being a good reader of people but I was totally deceived, it seems. That is honestly the hardest thing to wrap my head around; when I poured my soul out and gave him my heart... I THOUGHT it was being reciprocated. But now I look back and wonder if I was crazy all along.

This relationship has made me feel truly insane to the point I don’t know what’s up or down some days.
That’s how I feel. I’m addicted, and I genuinely love this person more than life itself. Or who I thought they were. And once I start going cold and being stronger that’s when they show their old selves and are kind again.
That’s what my life is becoming and I didn’t even realize it. Always there for them in their tough times but they ruin anything that I’m looking forward to, can’t be bothered to help when I’m sick or having a medical issue. It’s brutal, but in therapy and I guess praying they might change. Though, I know how that goes.
That’s what I’m reading online. They don’t seem to reveal themselves until after they’ve got you deep into their web, brainwashed into thinking they’re the love of your life and vice versa. So running for your life is hard because you’re addicted to the original, healthy love. But did it ever really exist (on their end)?
Actually, it seems it’s far more prevalent for men to have it.
I don’t exactly mean people who are narcissistic. Those people don’t necessarily have NPD. I mean malignant humans who have no empathy or capacity for empathy.
Talk to me about it. When you discover that you’re dating or married to someone with this—what have you done? I am interested in other people’s experiences.