I have apologized and disclosed. I am transparent that I feel like a hologram, honest, attentive, submissive, and accountable. I’ve alienated myself from friends, family, and activities that used to bring joy. I’ve become a recluse, “underfoot,” 24-7, yet none of this has helped. We are both miserable and he has developed a sense of entitlement in speaking to and treating me like a child, often using terms such as “defiant, disrespectful, manipulative, etc.” when referring to me. He questions my every move so it is clear that I am to seek his permission prior to doing anything (grocery shopping, exercising, writing) or any activity that takes me out of his sight or reach for a moment.
I am a figure fitness competitor (hobby). I went to the gym last night. Invited him, but he declined. I don’t like having to keep a constant eye on my phone so I usually, I leave it in the car. He did not like this so I offered to bring it into the gym but place it in a locker. He went ballistic, so I carried it from machine to machine. During this time, he sent an endless stream of text messages to tell me I was defiant, disrespectful, had ruined his life, etc. Unable to focus, I gave up and went home. I tried to talk to him – big mistake -. He continued the insults, announced he was leaving and started packing.
Unlike recent times; when I would plead, grovel and cry, this time I agreed that he should leave. You see, I have a congenital heart condition and I am 2.5 years post-device implantation. My BS knows this but can’t control his emotions. He lashes out so frequently and the verbal and emotional abuse is so hard to withstand. This is clearly taking a toll on my health as I noticed that when he starts this game of what I call “cat and mouse,” I become symptomatic with sweats, dizziness, rapid heart rate, neck pain, difficulty breathing and a squeezing sensation in my chest that scares the hell of out me. Recently, I became so concerned about these new symptoms that I saw my cardiologist only to get a new diagnosis of A-fib and A-flutter. They recalibrated my device and prescribed blood thinners, which I refused. Instead I opted to take baby aspirin 3x daily, avoid stress, return to the gym etc. So when he said he was leaving and started packing, I knew I could not be his audience. I started crying and could not stop. I became so symptomatic that I honestly feared a stroke. I called a previous client, now friend, who is also a physician. She left her home and met me in a grocery store parking lot. She spent 3 hours trying to calm me down in her car. During this time, my BS called and texted repeatedly. When saw the texts I saw that he had threatened to call everyone he could to report me missing, including the police. My friend called him and explained what was going on. He listened to her, promised he would let me rest if I came home. I went home and woke up this morning anxious, afraid and in such a hurry to get away from him that I did not take a bath. I think my situation is hopeless and I should just let him go. I welcome any advice as I am really at the end of my rope here.
[This message edited by FUTURE at 1:08 PM, May 22nd (Wednesday)]