Abuse on demand

Following a night away at her sisters bachelorette party, she returned home. She’s tired. She’s cranky. She’s abusive ( #narcissistic-rage #vitriol ) . She went missing at the party for a while apparently. We’re in the early stages of our divorce proceedings.

“Is there any chance for us, are you really going ahead with this?” she asked ( #hoovering ) .

“No. So yes.”

I responded or something to that effect. And that conversation continued for a few minutes.

A few minutes later…

“This is not working for me, I want you gone. You have until October to get out.” ( #discard #narcissistic-injury ) . “Those sunglasses I got you, I want them back, now. I said now, you go and you get them NOW.” ( #manipulation #triangulation ) . “That’s my breadboard, you get your own, you’re not using it.” ( #control #punishment ) . “I’m so fed up of you being aggressive and hostile to me, you’re an abuser, you know that.” ( #gaslighting #projection #darvo ) . “I’m not giving you anything, I’m taking the house, I’m taking your pension and I’m taking Emma. I’m going to take everything from you.” ( #vindictive #control #threatening ) . “When I’m done with you, you’ll be nothing.” ( #devaluation #vindictive ) .

Just like that, no provocation, no warning. From asking about saving the marriage straight to hateful aggression ( #splitting #narcissistic-rage ) .

Later, her sister and a few others from the bachelorette party arrived at our house. Susan could not be nicer to them. So friendly, so welcoming. Talking utter fake nonsense of course but well presented nonetheless ( #fake-empathy #manipulation ) .

They left. She started again. Full on abusive onslaught ( #narcissistic-rage #vitriol ) .