Exactly, they are such good lies, well so they like to think anyway!!
You get to a point where you are making lies up yourself for there behaviour, and you have to be careful you don’t slip up infront of friends or family. It is a living nightmare.
The stress side of it is unreal, not being able to sleep or relax, even down to putting the TV on, I lost all interest in watching anything because my mind was wondering wether he would be coming home for dinner, or going to work, or was he dead. The list is endless.
When I first met him I had savings, but over time through there addiction and laziness it was drained.
I would spend my nights cooking a nice meal, all for it to be thrown away or left on the side for days. You buy food shopping and nothing really gets eaten from the fridge, unless they are on a come down and don’t stop eating!
I literally used to dread being at work because I couldn’t switch off, because I’d normally have to leave early because he was either to high to collect our son, he didn’t have a phone, or he was zonked out in bed.
I could never get excited for anything, and I used to dread anyone inviting us to a party or even over someone’s house for a night in. Because in hes eyes that was game on to be a complete selfish d*ck.
I can honestly say the day I changed the locks and hes face when he couldn’t return to my house and just abuse it was the best, yes I was sad and at times I could have crumbled and let him in, but I had put up with this for longer than I ever should have.
Enough was enough, I wasn’t prepared for this to go on around me or my son anymore.
Like you said the absolute shame of your husband lying through hes teeth about still being at work, it’s so cringy! They honestly beleive there own lies.
And the “hes my mate” that classic, funny how he ain’t your mate when you ain’t got a family or roof over your head anymore!!
Xx