Oh where to begin. I have decided to start documenting this struggle as it could one day be used for science. Such as someone studying the disorder, to get first hand knowledge.
Its been 18 years of sheer anxiety, never knowing when the ball will drop and the narcisstic rage will set in. I have left many times, started over with the children from the bottom again and again while he retains everything we ever worked for and I lose all even my credit.
I am going to post about the rantings cause you wouldn't believe what occurs, it is almost insanely funny. Like him refusing to give me a ride to have surgery on my hand ( had to take a cab) because he only had one roll of toilet paper left and to him that is a sin. I will add more later.