What is this hell?
We've been living together for 12 years and have 2 kids. Everything was always like he wanted, where we live, how we lived. He managed this somehow by either long (weeks) silent treatment, or if I kept pushing him to talk to me, yelling. A lot of eye rolling. If I open the window even, he gets mad and closes it with force (apperantly he gets a cold if window is open idk), if I put ac in the car, he'd turned it off annoyed. Soon he'd stop making room for me. If I was having a meal he'd storm out because he doesn't want to listen to me eat, if we went anywhere, I didn't have a room to sit in the car because the passanger's sit was full of rubish. He'd mock me at not being able to look after the kids when he is not home (which is not true), if he comes home and kids are fighting he'd yell stuff like I can't even be gone for one minute (I am capable of looking after the kids, all kids sometimes fight). I cook a family meal, he will make a sandwich 5 mintes before it served, I organize to go somewhere with the kids, he'll take the car without telling me (thankfully we have 2 cars now).
He'd also use a lot of gaslighing. I didn't know this. I realized it only when I went to a pysch to tell me what's wrong with me that he hates me so much, and through months of sessions it became clear I have completely distorted reality, don't know what's up or down. I am always to blame. He doesn't really talk to me. He prefers if I am quiet and just make sure we are organized and up to schedule.
I feel like he used me as a tool. He wanted desperately to build an apartment in his parents house, which I paid for. I told him I don't want to live here million times, but when I was in postapartum depression (which annoyed him sooo much he couldn't stand me). I finally agreed as I had no strenght to object. And then he was done with me. Maybe it was something else but it feels like it happened at that time. Since all this I don't know who I am anymore, I've been depressed and at times suici*dal. I don't think he understands I am a human being. He has no interest. Every now and again he is trying to be kind, funny, it used to convince me everything will be fine, but I don't care anymore. I don't want him to tuch me or even look at me anymore. I feel damaged beyond repair. I told him I want to leave and he laughed it off, said where are you gonna go with these market prices, besides, we are absolutely fine as a couple. He seems to belive that.
My pysch thinks he is a narc. I wantched Dr Ramani's videos but it doesn't really match. I have no idea what I am dealing with here, but it's only been a few weeks that's shifted in my head, it's not me, it's him. But realizing the damage he's done to me, it's not easy. And it's too hard to get out financially, but I can't live like this. He is great with other people though, also great with the kids. He is not negative, resentful, like narcs usually can be. What is going on?