I thought I had found real love. He seemed so charming at first, full of confidence that made me feel secure. We talked about a future together, and I poured everything into supporting him—emotionally, even financially. Friends warned me about his controlling side, but I brushed it off. Things shifted gradually. He’d mock my ambitions whenever I shared them. My career goals? He called them unrealistic.
Slowly, he chipped away at my self-belief. If money got tight, he’d blame my bad luck. Struggles felt like proof I was flawed. He convinced me I needed him to survive. During one fight, I said I wanted to prioritize my own growth. His response hit hard: “You’ll never succeed until you kneel and beg me.” It crushed me.
I doubted everything about myself. Nights were filled with tears, sleep escaped me, and work suffered. Life felt heavy, like I was cursed. I tried leaving several times. Fear and old feelings pulled me back. I felt stuck in this cycle of emotional abuse. One exhausting night, alone and broken, I quietly prayed for clarity on why everything seemed so wrong. Continue Reading https://drbokko.com/?p=35764
