guayabas
Student
- Mar 19, 2023
- 167
a couple weeks ago he was stomping around the house, mocking me when he walked past my room. He was mad I had told everyone about the way he's been treating me and that I was really close to attempting to ctb. No one had talked to me in a week, I tried some crisis lines, they basically told me to try yoga. the articles I've read say to get away from a narcissist, you need support. I assume that's especially true when you're poor and disabled during a pandemic. I kinda just decided if no one was gonna support me or interact with me, I may as well smooth things over with him. harm reduction. It's better than ctb, I guess?
so we hung out for a few days, I confronted him about some stuff, and he said he was going to bed but took his laptop with him. a couple hours later I was in the hallway and heard his video game. was kinda annoyed bc he often says he's going to bed to avoid conversations he doesn't wanna have but whatever. I dug through one of my drawers in the hallway looking for craft supplies and the sound from his video game abruptly stopped. He had clearly muted it when he heard me, I assume to hide that he lied to me about going to bed. But I could still hear him wildly tapping the controls. So not only was he lying to me, he was trying to cover it up. extra shitty.
the next day I mentioned he took his laptop when he said he was going to bed and he was like "I went straight to bed after that, I just took it into my room to have it when I woke up" I was like, ok that's a lie. He pretended to be confused, didn't know what I was talking about, couldn't even imagine what I thought he was lying about etc. I told him I heard him playing video games hours after he said he was going to bed. He insisted that was wrong, acted all offended. I was like ok so you're telling me I imagined all of that? you're just straight up gaslighting me now? He just acted like it was so horrible I didn't believe him. I was like, even if I was wrong, say I hallucinated the whole thing, you lie to me constantly, it's your fault I don't believe anything you say.
He tried to be all nice so we could hang out and I was like no, I don't wanna hang out with someone who's gaslighting me. lmk when you're ready to tell the truth. He basically hasn't spoken to me since. He went to the store, bought me some treats and put them in my cupboard. I moved them to his cupboard bc chocolate doesn't forgive gaslighting, wtf?? Then I smelled something in the hallway, he likes wine so I figured he bought some at the store and was drinking again. He's done a lot of... questionable things while drinking so I told him a long time ago I don't feel safe living with him if he's drinking.
I've been joining him in his therapy sessions for a while, so I was there yesterday. he was crying, talking about how horrible it was that he was being falsely accused, he was having such a good time with me the days prior, blah blah blah. his therapist didn't know what to do, was basically like, I wasn't there, idk what to believe. Which is valid. Then I confronted him about the wine I smelled and he denied that too. He started sobbing saying he hasn't been drinking, like poor him he's just getting falsely accused left and right. Anyways, I just peeked in his room and there's empty bottles of hard cider all over the floor. That must have been what I smelled, not wine. I hate that I have to snoop just to not feel delusional but whatever
so we hung out for a few days, I confronted him about some stuff, and he said he was going to bed but took his laptop with him. a couple hours later I was in the hallway and heard his video game. was kinda annoyed bc he often says he's going to bed to avoid conversations he doesn't wanna have but whatever. I dug through one of my drawers in the hallway looking for craft supplies and the sound from his video game abruptly stopped. He had clearly muted it when he heard me, I assume to hide that he lied to me about going to bed. But I could still hear him wildly tapping the controls. So not only was he lying to me, he was trying to cover it up. extra shitty.
the next day I mentioned he took his laptop when he said he was going to bed and he was like "I went straight to bed after that, I just took it into my room to have it when I woke up" I was like, ok that's a lie. He pretended to be confused, didn't know what I was talking about, couldn't even imagine what I thought he was lying about etc. I told him I heard him playing video games hours after he said he was going to bed. He insisted that was wrong, acted all offended. I was like ok so you're telling me I imagined all of that? you're just straight up gaslighting me now? He just acted like it was so horrible I didn't believe him. I was like, even if I was wrong, say I hallucinated the whole thing, you lie to me constantly, it's your fault I don't believe anything you say.
He tried to be all nice so we could hang out and I was like no, I don't wanna hang out with someone who's gaslighting me. lmk when you're ready to tell the truth. He basically hasn't spoken to me since. He went to the store, bought me some treats and put them in my cupboard. I moved them to his cupboard bc chocolate doesn't forgive gaslighting, wtf?? Then I smelled something in the hallway, he likes wine so I figured he bought some at the store and was drinking again. He's done a lot of... questionable things while drinking so I told him a long time ago I don't feel safe living with him if he's drinking.
I've been joining him in his therapy sessions for a while, so I was there yesterday. he was crying, talking about how horrible it was that he was being falsely accused, he was having such a good time with me the days prior, blah blah blah. his therapist didn't know what to do, was basically like, I wasn't there, idk what to believe. Which is valid. Then I confronted him about the wine I smelled and he denied that too. He started sobbing saying he hasn't been drinking, like poor him he's just getting falsely accused left and right. Anyways, I just peeked in his room and there's empty bottles of hard cider all over the floor. That must have been what I smelled, not wine. I hate that I have to snoop just to not feel delusional but whatever
