Doubting my own sanity–never again
My ex-husband was an amazing liar, but he was also an alcoholic who would warp reality more and more as he drank. The evenings were the worst. He’d have 4 or 5 drinks in him and he’d start to not make sense.
For a while I wondered if I was the one messed up. He certainly wanted me to think it was all about me.
I think he was really messed up in his head, but also it was his way to try to make other people believe they were the ones off balance. What better way to manipulate people.
And he was a master at that.
When I questioned his viewpoints I always paid for it later. Somehow, someway he’d make me pay. A totally insidious man.
I’m not surprised I had a breakdown while I was with him. Something had to give.
But through the breakdown I learned to see him for who he was and very shortly afterwards asked him to leave.
So I consider my breakdown a huge gift. I’ve learned so much about myself and how strong I am, and how I’ll never let anyone cause me to question my own sanity again.