I thought I was losing my mind.
I have been in a relationship with a narcissist for over four years. I didn't realize he was a narcissist until I began to feel as if I was losing my mind about two years ago and sought out therapy.
My therapist happened to specialize in narcissism abuse and told me this was what I was suffering from. The relationship, or lack thereof, began good, then got very bad, and the cycle continued to get progressively worse and littered with emotional abuse.
My therapist moved about six months ago and my life seems like it has been in shambles since then. I have been on a new conquest for a new therapist, but to no avail. Instead, I have searched the internet for tips and surprisingly haven't found much.
A couple of weeks ago I suspected him of cheating. For example, he only wanted to have sex outside of his home, and if I did go to his home I noticed things were tidier than usual, he had an extra toothbrush, changed his mind about us being exclusive every other day, and gave me silent treatments if I gave any opinion on our situation.
Last night I headed over to his house after we had a fight about investing some money into a couple romance retreat. Once I realized there were additional hidden costs, I knew I couldn't afford my half.
He didn't want to give me back my money and said I was backing out of things for us. Later that same night, he wanted to get sexual and I was hesitant, so I said no. He begged, so I finally gave in.
We began to get hot and heavy, but he didn't want to have sex with me in his house — he wanted to use my car! In the middle of having sex, he stopped to say he was no longer in the mood, leaving me alone in the car!
I put on my clothes and I asked if I could at least go into his apartment to wash up, and he said no. He finally agreed to let me use his basement bathroom to wash up, but it had no running water.
When I got home, we had a talk about exclusivity and he said he didn't know how he felt about it. We went back and forth for some time, but I just can't take it anymore! I sent him an email and a text message telling him how I felt about this whole ordeal and that I was done.
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