My son saved my life, and he has no clue that he is my hero!

On October 19th 2018 I walked out the front door behind my 17 year old son, not knowing that this was my first steps to a new future!

This blog is my journey to Unmasking my Narcissistic husband. The way I realized that he was a Narcissist and that the kids and I were being verbally/emotional abused for years!

Here’s the back story, of what I thought was 2 young adults making it work through thick and thin….

My husband (we will call him John) and I were high school sweethearts, graduated the same year from the same high school. John and I were our “Firsts” which was special in my eyes. Later that year I found out I was pregnant, at 17 and 18 years old this was a shock to the system to say the least. By the time my daughter was born, we had our own apartment, no clue how to be parents at now 18 & 19 years old, John was working full time while I was raising our daughter. While times where rough, we made it work. I went back to work and this allowed us to buy our first home. Our little peanut was 1 years old, and we were just 19 & 20 years old, doing this adult thing, scared out our minds but we were doing it! The following year we were married and decided to expand our family. By the age of 21 & 22 we had the “Perfect Family”, 2 children, a house, married all the while still living life with our friends.

Fast forward a bit, when our son was 6 months old, John got hurt at work, he was injured pretty badly. He was not able to work for years, thankfully he did still receive income especially now that I was home with 2 kids. I now have the child to take care of and John who broke his back. Everything was put on me, this 22 year old young adult. But we managed, we had a few bumps, his drinking became out of control due to depression from not being able to work, I was stressed beyond belief, but we got through it.

During this whole time, as I now look back, the verbal and emotional abuse was there but I blamed it on the drinking instead because lets face it, he was drunk or at least drinking more than he was sober. The verbal abuse was masked very well. He would say things like “Don’t act stupid”, and when confronted, he was cover it up by saying he said I was “ACTING” stupid, not that I was stupid. And being the unknowing person I was, I believed him. This continued for years, the drinking continued, the verbal abuse now spread to the kids. At first I thought it was just the was he disciplined and would try and make him understand that that wasn’t the way to do it, or he was being too hard on the kids. In turn, I was told to stop babying them, I never have his back, its me and the kids against him. Well this was the start of a damaged marriage.