I wasn’t honest with my few close friends. I lived in silence of my disappointment in myself and my relationship.
I think that unless someone is ready to accept help, you can’t help them. You can only be there for them.
When I got caught in all of my lies, the physical abuse began. One of my girlfriends asked me if he put his hands on me. I was scared to speak up for many reasons; my own life, my children’s lives and what would happen to my ex-husband. The fact of the matter is that in my selfishness and narcisstic ways , I didn’t think of anyone else but myself.
I wish my family, even though I pushed them away tried harder to reach me. I wished that my girlfriend would have heard through my voice what I was going through.
In my case, there were signs for years, and I didn’t believe that things would end the way that they did.