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DeeDee,
The partial title of your post was: "To What Extent Can PTSD be His Excuse?"
The answer is zero, zip, none, nada, nil, noonka!
O, I thought of something else...those "nice things" tend to pop up around when he knows he's pushed too hard and you're done right?...Typical abusive behavior. Break you down then reel you back in with promises and cuddles just to repeat the cycle. You've made a pattern that he is using to manipulate further. You leave, he promises the moon, you come back, you leave, then he tells you he has a disorder knowing you'll feel a need to take care of him, cycle continues. Only you can end it.
i feel kind of stupid that a ''smart person'' like myself got up in this trap.
Pardon the expletive....oh f*ck. Chills went down my spine when I read that, truthfully, what you are describing is EXACTLY what my ex used to do with me.he always says how he wants to marry me once things are going well between us, yet we ve been together for three years and still arent living together...
Absolutely.i dont know how i will do this, but i need to learn to put myself first and my guilt and remorse (over nothing :S) last. im definitely going to dive into the study of gaslighting and hoovering to start with
AAAAANNNNNDDDD, everything I've just said are coping mechanisms for dealing with someone who can certainly be thought of under the umbrella of NPD.....as a child of a father with NPD, and a mother with her own either empowering or own narcissistic traits.....I can tell you the shit gets MUCH worse when you stop playing their game.P.s. reading your description of his behaviour, a disorder did come to mind: NPD (narcissistic personality disorder).
Not my SO, but my dad did that when he (an ex traffic cop) took my underage, nonlicenced sister on the road dirtbike riding, and she got hit by a car. Lost a kidney from arterial torsion which then clotted up and it starved to death from blood.Do you know how it feels to go into something that has a (even if its inieminie little) possibility you might die, and NOT having the support of your SO, JUST because he is too busy wallowing in self pity?
So what are you going to do about this?So I booked for myself. And guess what? he decides to come with. He buys a train ticket, and he's going with. But here's the fun part guys... I DONT EVEN WANT HIM TO GO WITH ME. I ACTUALLY prefer to go alone...thats a killer huh?