Married to God's left hand

by Yvonne
(Montreal)

I was married for 17 years to a man with a narcissistic personality and misread all the various flags.

The mental abuse was insidious to sophisticated to cruel.

Whenever I did not wish to give up my job to move to a different city he called me selfish, if his family did not get along with me he called me a sociopath.

I played the perfect corporate wife, raised three children without his help, trained his hunting dogs (So he could go hunting once a year) renovated houses (he would only buy them if they were deals)and gardened.

When my body wore out he attacked, when I battled urinary tract infections he accused me of having intimacy problems and to see a psychologist, when my spine began to fall forward into the abdominal cavity and the doctors suggested spinal fusion, my ex told me to stop faking it, he even told the children I faked my back pain to get attention.

In every argument he considered both sides (me and his) and then judged, no surprise in his favor.

He finally phoned me to announce that he wanted a divorce. (He had reconnected with his old secretary with whom he had an affair when his first marriage was on the rocks, she had now become a psychologist and was only to happy to cater to his ego and maleness).