It’s 11pm here. Husband still isn’t home. Last week he did the same thing by saying he was running an errand and then after numerous unanswered phone calls to him he arrived 6 hours later drunk.
Oh I told him what I thought of his behavior. This is something I would have never dared to do and he would have never tolerated in the old days (pre-divorce threat). He apologized and explained how it would not happen again. I didn’t believe him. It was the first chink I noticed in his new armour.
Now here I am sitting in bed writing this. Scared and confused actually.
Is the “love bombing” over that fast? I only know about narcissists from what I have read recently. So, although I had been sucked in before, I didn’t know it was happening. I’ve been “love bombed” before as well, but it was just great to get some crumbs that I was starved for.
This seems to be a classic example of a narcissist not being able to keep it up for long.
Now it’s 11:30.
P.S. U2 is touring. I don’t care (much). That’s the kind of state I’m in right now. That really pisses me off!
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