Monday, 16 July 2012

Being Really Brave and The Ex-Wife


Tonight is the night I am going to even more brave than I have been in a long time.  I am going to see him, face to face and tell him we will not speak again and I will be cutting off contact.  He owes me a lot of money and I had planned to try and get that back first but it would mean me being calculating and manipulative to do it, and I can’t.  I don’t have it in me to play him at his own game. 

Playing a narcissist at his own game is a fruitless ambition anyway.  There are no winners and the only person who will get truly hurt in this is me.  So I decline.  To walk away and lose the money is surely worth more to me in the long time.  I need sleep, I need calm and I want to recreate the positive energy I had in my home.  At the moment I am carrying a massive suitcase of ‘baggage’ and the unpacking and discarding of all the horrid stuff in it will commence.  The biggest thing in the suitcase is the £5,000. 

I am nervous when I shut the company there will be more costs, and a teeny teeny part of me hopes upon hopes that in some way he will find a weeny bit of grace and pay me back what he owes.  I really hope he can find it in himself.  More than ever. 

I have written to his mother too.  He said I should have done it a long time ago when I spoke to his ex-wife, to apologise.  That is another story and will I am sure have its place in a future blog post.  She is a fundamental reason why I am choosing to have no contact.  She too is a true narcissist and perhaps even more deranged than my ex.  Someone said to me recently ‘they deserve each other’ but I have to say, the idea of them ever being back together is probably one of the biggest fears in my life. 

That thought has me feeling like I really wasn’t worth it.  I was just the ‘filler’ the ultimate source of love to help boost him when things fell apart with her.  All though our relationship she has come at him daily to get her ‘fix’ from him.  It has been the most painful torrid journey and one I became completely and utterly caught up it. 

So tonight, I am seeing him.  I have posted the letter to his mother today, apologising and saying how sorry I am.  I have accepted I made mistakes, took wrong turns and ultimately I have apologised that I was unable to make her son happy.  It is true and I hope helps him and her in some way be able to comfort each other in a way that only a mother would. 
She only sees a teeny part of his behaviour.  It is like the iceberg theory.  She can see some of his erratic behaviour and the huge part of the iceberg under the surface was only seen by me.  There would be no point in me talking about all the pain he has caused.  It is his ‘illness’ and the word narcissist would of course make me look like a total lunatic.  I would never want to apportion blame, and to be honest, how and why he is the way he is isn’t important to me.  It is what it is, he is who he is and searching for answers will not bring me comfort.

I strongly believe he may have had a predisposition for having marginal narcissistic tendencies but if I was married/with his ex-wife for 10 years, I too would turn into a nutcase.  I believe they have probably made each other worse as they push and pull one another in a controlling fashion that is so out of control, even as a spectator I feel damaged.  The narcissistic fix they claim though each other’s actions is terrifying.  It is like watching a drug addict claw for her next fix and he is the dealer. 

She really is an embarrassment to women.  Bizarrely a narcissistic man is almost easier to accept but as a woman, to think a woman can be so manipulative she will ruin other people’s lives, it is unfathomable.  I stood in the way of her fix so I was regularly threatened.  She genuinely frightens me.  

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