I remember distinctly feeling as though, if I didnt stay on top of the game all the time, not only would I be the cause, yet again, of making him unhappy or irritated, but also hypervigilant to protect myself from yet more lies, more betrayal, of being played for a fool. -Pheonix
Wow, does that hit home. In a very strange way, I feel better now. Better knowing that I KNOW and what I'm dealing with. I know he will lie. I know he is going to lie again. I know it's because he needs to, it's what is going on in his brain and it his way of thinking, it is the way he sees the world, his picture of the world is so different than mine. He feels like he is nothing, and the only way you get anything is this world is to lie, manipulate and tell people what you think they want to hear, put on the mask they want. He does not beleive, as this point, that there is another way to do it, or at least he does not believe there is another way to do it that would work or be safe for him. I think he sees on some level it may be safe for US, for you or for me, but not HIM. He is too unworthy to have anything authentic to offer, so he lies, lies lies. You will not love him unless he lies! I think he envies those of us who don't feel we are so worthless that we have to lie to get someone to like us, love us, listen to us, see us, hear us, enjoy our company. It is the way the world was presented to him as he grew up. He treats ME the way his parents, especially his mother, treated him. He lied and manipulated his way through childhood, so much so, he doesn't know now who he is. Can you imagine not knowing who you are? Not having a self? He will continue to lie. I know this. I am sorry he feels that way, but I do not feel that way. And so, I am going to focus on me, because I know who I am. My life, the things I want to do, the pleasures of living, however small or minute, I knew who I was before I met him and I still do. If he lies to me, even if it's about another women, even if he is talking behind my back to another woman to gain sympathy from her...that is HIS horrific sense of absolute insecurity and sense of shame that he has to do that. I do not HAVE to do that. I do not have to seek solace from another man to make me feel good about myself for a few fleeting minutes. I do not have to blame someone else when I've done something wrong or made a mistake. I can take the heat, I know i"m human, I am not ashamed of my humanity the way he is. I am the lucky one. I am the lucky one. I feel sorry for him, but will not tolerate his hurtful and disruptive behavior or allow it to hurt me any longer. I was a happy, whole person before I met him. I AM and WILL continue to be a happy, whole person while with him or interracting w/ him because my eyes are wide open and I will no longer be second guessing myself anymore. NO MORE second guessing myself. And I will continue to be a happy, whole person when and if he is no longer in my life. We all wound eachother to some extend, to some extent is it part of relationships and growth. But I will not allow him to wound me beyond whatever lesson or growth I needed in having him in my life. His wound is HIS. It is not mine. I will not catch his disease. I will no longer put one minute of my time into wondering where he is, who he's with, what he's saying, checking email, checking his whereabouts, wondering if he loves me today or not. THAT IS ALL ABOUT HIM. It has nothing to do with me, and while I feel badly he struggles this way, it is NOT about me. If he is behaving in a way that is so egregious that I must get away from him for good, I trust I will know that without my investment in monitoring or even thinking about it. I trust I will know. I trust myself.
PTSD, Stockholm syndrom. Yes. It's hard. Somone one who has not loved a person who is like this...would NOT know, would NOT be able to relate, they would NOT know. They would measure and respond based on their understanding of a more 'normal' relationship. This is NOT a typical, normal relationship. It is NOT normal. Take normal and turn it upside and spin it...that is what it's like. It's like falling down the rabbit hole. I never had to work this hard in my 10 year marriage and subsequent divorce. I have never had someone test my reslove, my sense of self, and my sense of reality the way this relationship has. My salvation will not be in healing him or hoping he will heal or trying to change him or engaing in magical thinking. My salvation is in focusing on me AS separate from him. And realizing I have a self and protecting that SELF first and foremost. I WAS OKAY BEFORE I MET HIM. I am okay now. I have a SELF, a ME. He does NOT. I was a happy person before I met him. I am okay.