Alone,as I should be#artheals #CPTSD #Panick #seperation #abuseisabuse
My husband,hates me.He has, for seven years but wouldn't admit it to me.He showed me with his actions and lack of connection.He feels because he paid the bills and is physically present,that was,should have been enough.it wasn't,ever.
I became extremely sick.He excludes the years prior to that.
I am on long term disability because of a cerebral AVM.
It effects my memories and my perception,of time,people and experiences.He has chosen to doubt, mock, and imply I have faked a disability since I am forcing myself to try to rebuild a life. He has not been a guidance or emotional support in six years.The last year in a half, he has spent his energy and gave someone free access,to set me up for full financial independence by force,hacking my accounts,pranking me, sabotaging me,testing me, isolating me and using phycological warfar,dark munipulation tactics, for revenge.Out of hate.They included my son and my pets,animals.That is another level of hurting others when you go after an animal.He was in contact with a Broker and now says he is planning on quitting his State job.That tells me, I am already taken off, for beneficiary. He never added me to the house, in any way.His heart, was never invested fully, ever.
My insurance will be next,taxes and he has been sabotaging my ability to make the car payments,by having my accounts stopped and draining my single account connected to it.His mother, now blatantly lies to me about her involvement. He is telling me to have nothing to do with his cousin,a 78 yr old, who I adore.He has given me no choice.He isolated me and no one came, no one.He told them its All in my head.He has, hundreds of friends,he goes out of his way for,in a drop of a second.For me, forced, acting, a burden, a chore to get a reward for,another responsibility.
He thought I would crawl away with my tail between my legs,in shame.I told him something was wrong, I told him and he didnt care or believe me, I fought to save, nothing.
He has now framed it as I am, was the abusive one, my medication makes me this way.He never went to a therapy session in my four years there.He has been led by a person who hates women, called his own daughter names.Now he, calls his stepson, our son names.
His mind had already been made up,two years now.I would forgot every couple weeks and he has been relying on my forgetting, ever since.I only have one more day.This has been going on for two out of four years, who does that to their partner?