I’ve read that I may suffer from Stockholm Syndrome. I throw a tantrum but end up doing her bidding anyway. I have different emotional issues obviously, but I keep them in check. Always accommodating and trying to make my family comfortable. But it’s a self loathing and I always worked hard and brought the cash home. We’ve spent so much traveling and eating out, there are no higher education funds for my kids. My son hates me because he now understands I allowed emotional, physical, financial and verbal abuse to thrive in our household. What type of person am I to bring children into the world with such a monster. I can’t win because if I do something it’s wrong, if I don’t do it it’s wrong. My NW spends her day complaining, asking for favors (do this, do that), criticizing, eating to go food by the lake, going for walks, sitting on the couch and oh yea, on social media. My spare time is spent doing laundry, dishes, cleaning the bathroom etc. I’ll continue to be the spineless jellyfish type we made fun of as kids.Īs I am no longer an entrepreneur making big money (as I started losing my spirit I let my business die), I work two regular jobs. They are almost of age and I tell myself I will leave when they are 18. I told myself I was here for the kids, but they turned out bad because of all the fighting and my wife’s overbearing attitude toward them. I’m so tough in every other aspect of my life but slowly, I’ve become a broken spirit. She's sent me out to sleep in a cold car, told me to be quiet, run errands, etc. She takes enjoyment in watching me suffer.
If you can’t hear yourself getting destroyed day by day by this person then do yourself a favor and listen to your mother or anyone close enough who still cares. Grateful to be beyond the clutches of a she devil. And of course, my three lovely kids who support and love their father dearly. It’s crazy! I’ve even started to skip on my anxiety pills. The withdrawal self doubt and the list goes on. If I were an addict, I know for certain this is how it would have felt. I have researched on the subject extensively and there is truly one conclusion: no contact.įree from her for the last two months. Like yours, mine was gorgeous but true to every trait of the manipulative condition. I am very sorry for you guys who are still contemplating leaving a narc wife. Here are 34 things only we women with male best friends truly understand.All these stories are similar and on some places completely identical to my own experience. I'm not saying we deserve a medal for dealing with the pressure of everyone's suspicions and expectations and still managing to maintain kick-ass friendships in the process, but. And no matter what happens, women with male best friends aren't pulling some kind of sexual long con. (Over the course of two years, Scientific American covered one 2012 study that claimed that men and women can't be friends because men are disgusting horn-dog monsters, and one 2013 study that showed that men and women can be friends.)Īnd yes, sometimes, male BFFs do end up becoming something more. There are new psychological studies conducted seemingly every year devoted to picking apart the extremely pressing question of whether men and women can be friends, even though they never seem to come to any concrete answers.
They can't quite agree on what it is - are you trying to get laid? Trying to inflate your ego by being the " cool girl"? Trying to do both at the same time?Īnd even if all that judgment doesn't bother you personally, you still have to deal with the weird hang-ups of your other friends, your family, and even science. When you're a woman with a male best friend, people think that you're up to something. But for whatever reason, I've typically also had more close male friends than the average lady. I don't mean that in some gross, off-putting "I don't get along with other women because I am way too sexxxy" kind of way - most of my friends do happen to be women. For most of my life, I've been a woman with male best friends.