The Silent Manipulation: When "Choice" isn't Really a Choice--How I Was Controlled Without a Single Command
I Never Told You To Do… This became my husband’s favorite refrain in our marriage. “I never told you to cook my dinner.” “I never told you to buy me that.” “I never told you to…” (Fill in the blank with any and every adult/parenting responsibility you can think of, along with the royal treatment expected of a self-proclaimed king.) And technically, he wasn’t lying. I couldn’t even argue with it, because the moment I tried, he had an uncanny ability to shoot down every example I gave. He’d twist my words, make me doubt my own memories, and leave me exhausted from the mental gymnastics required just to hold onto reality. It was infuriating. It was exhausting. And worst of all — it worked. After all, I had free will, didn’t I? I had choices, didn’t I? He never outright said, “You must be happy, bubbly, constantly doing, doing, doing.” But when I wasn’t, there were consequences. Snide remarks aimed at undermining anything I did accomplish. Dismissals of my actual right to be tired, sick, o...