The ex-showed his true colors early on. I almost wonder if most of this is my fault since I should have walked away early but didn’t. How did it all begin? Did he start calling me names and belittling or was it a slow process? It begins as a slow process. The mind games and manipulation. The constant back and forth. Looking back why would I accept the ex to not only ask but to expect me to be completely submissive. He doesn’t want a partner. He doesn’t want a relationship he wants an object he can have when he needs and when he doesn’t, he tosses you aside. If the ex-doesn’t get his way all the time, there will be hell to pay. Worse is being a narcissist psychopath that he is, he will premeditate and lure you into a war zone. I didn’t want to go to yoga one morning. So, I went home to sleep. Unlike The ex who although he brags about being an athlete since he lives vicariously through his West Point track days, I get up early each morning to run. He’s an alcoholic now so he doesn’t know what it is to work out or get up early. He went to yoga, I went home. He was livid. He of course didn’t answer his phone for a person who doesn’t like to text he sure texts a lot. The ex must have all control. So, he told me he needed “time to cool off”. Three hours to be exact. Only The ex the psychopath that he will know exactly how long he will be angry. I realize now he was either with someone else, a transvestite or worse getting his child porn fantasy on. The ex is a very sick individual. He is the only grown man I know that enjoys hanging out with and taking his friends young teenage daughters out on day trips. “To spend time”. We would be walking by children. It was only the little girls he would comment on. This was a concern for me. Especially with the whole make your mom jealous comment stated in my other post. Of course, the ex is a master manipulator. He has had years to hone his craft to make you believe he is a nice guy. He’s the victim. Trust me he is not. This is why up until now he has made zero online presence. So back to yoga. After three hours he tells me come over. So, I do. Thinking we weathered this storm. I was wrong. I get there to him yelling at me using his infamous bye Felicia and pushing me on the ground. Grabbing me by the arms. That’s it. This day is still hard for me to talk about. The ex is a psychopath. Save yourself time and emotions and run.