Sounds to me like I’ve heard all this before! Pretty much most of my life from my controlling father, who loved to tell me I’d never be any good.....I wanted to be a nurse...his favourite sneering comment ‘You’d never makes a nurse!” To my first husband, who not only drank but also demanded everything his way, example.....when I asked him to take me out I was told, ‘why would I want to take my wife out with me?’ I finally managed to get out of his clutches ending up working to keep a 2 year old and a baby. Not a penny from him to help keep them.
A few years later I thought I’d met the right man when after we got married I found out he was sexually controlling! His favourite was ‘when God was giving out sexual urges it’s not my fault he put me at the top of his list and you at the bottom’.
Then came husband no3, sneaky, spent money we didn’t have. I opened a joint account putting the money from the sale of my house in and paying the deposit on another for us. A couple of months later there was nothing left, he just spent it on his 2 children, getting rid of my expensive furniture, replacing it with cheap stuff! I fell out with my family over him, lost both my daughters. I left him numerous times but always came back because he promised things would change. We eventually got a beautiful home but he just couldn’t help himself, his stupidity lost him his business and we lost our beautiful home! I left again!!
The last time he said he had prostrate cancer, I came back! I’ll never know if he lied to me but I think he did because he’d never let me go to hospital with him for treatment, not even to sit in the waiting room! I stayed with him for another 20 years, looking after him like a slave, because of his gluttony he became enormous. I wasn’t even allowed to go food shopping on my own. I’d say I’m just popping to Tesco, he’d say, just give me a minute I’ll come with you. He was quietly controlling, didn’t like me driving the car, despite him being a terrible driver and having numerous crashes! He died earlier this year leaving me in debt. My father died last year leaving almost everything to my sister and her children, including his house. My children got nothing though I did get a small amount from him. I daren’t tell my husband or he would have spent it. It actually paid off my husbands debt and £5000 for his funeral. He became a local councillor 7 years ago and was so charming, the women fell on his every word, one telling me how wonderful he was, and the men thought he was wonderful too. My stepson practically organised every aspect of his funeral saying because he was so well thought of, the town would expect it! Yet he offered not one penny towards the cost despite him having a £90,000 salary!
If any one thing in this reply resonates with you, get out of that relationship and if the house is yours don’t let him back in!
I’m 74 now and have acute arthritis and a serious heart problem. All the rubbish I put up with wasn’t worth the misery. You’re better off on your own!