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Originally Posted by ESKiMO-SiCKNE5S
Please elaborate on 'being an *******'
At the risk of putting myself out there and casting mets in an extremely unfavorable light, I'm actually going to answer this. His behavior included but was not limited to:
-berating me constantly
-guilt tripping me about my relationships with my male friends
-accusing me of not loving him
-gaslighting
-belittling my intellect because he did not agree with some of my political views
-using my illness as leverage to manipulate me into being subservient
-keeping tabs on my whereabouts at all times and giving me hell if I didn't answer my phone, or heaven forbid be 10 minutes late coming home
-talking down to me, in public no less, in such a horrendous manner that my friends and family actually held an intervention to try to get me to leave him. One time my sister and her boyfriend came to visit us for a weekend and she was so horrified at the way he treated me that she called our mom in tears on the way home.
I'm not saying that my snapping like a twig was justified in any way because it clearly was not. I am 100% responsible for my actions and my choices. I made the decision to put up with these things, and this was the unfortunate result. By no means do I consider myself a victim; I was a volunteer. However, even though it clearly wasn't right, I think that a fair number of people in similar circumstances would have also reacted very, very poorly.
It should be noted that before I started dating mets, I was stable, on medication, and doing well. I was also fine in the early part of our relationship before we moved in together. Once I had to live with him, I began to deteriorate rapidly. I was hospitalized twice while I was with him, once during the breakup, and twice more in the months that followed the end of the relationship. I wasn't right again for something like a year.