My marriage was quickly unraveling, and I couldn’t breathe. My husband, my love, my friend of 18 years was apparently not who he seemed to be. We had laughed together, we had given each other romantic Valentine’s cards, we were good life partners. Was I living in a dream? Could this really be happening? Was I married to a compulsive liar and a con man?
How I Woke Up From Narcissistic Abuse
