This morning I woke up from the worst day of my life during the worst time of my life. The bright side is that now it cannot get any worse.
On Christmas Eve, my narcissist, soon to be ex-husband pulled out all the classic narcissistic crazy stops. We had an argument and this time he locked himself in the bathroom pretending to call the police telling them he was afraid of me and didn’t know what I was going to do to him.
The situation was so ridiculous I couldn’t help but see the humor in it. It didn’t help defuse the situation when every time he opened the door I said, “Boo!”
He left the house with a bag of clothes. He inexplicably told me he was afraid I would make something up and call the police on him. He told his parents and my son that he couldn’t come back to the house unless someone was with him for protection.
Christmas was ruined and it looked like it was my fault. Brilliant move.
My sister was so mad that I had let him bait me again she shouted at me! I don’t think she has shouted at me since I was 9.
I only have one thing I have to remember in order to get through this nightmare in one piece. Absolutely definitely NO CONTACT!
I can do it.