Leaving a Verbally Abusive Partner: What's the Breaking Point?
At what point do you leave a verbally abusive partner? The point where you walk away from a violent partner could be a bruise, a broken rib, or even fear for your life, but how do you know when it's time to leave your abuser when the abuse is verbal? The signs of psychological or emotional abuse are often easy to dismiss, meaning we ignore the glaring red flags that tell us to get out. Nevertheless, there comes a point when the abuse gets to be too much and we just can't take it anymore. Perhaps we mentally withdraw from our verbally abusive partner, start making arrangements for a life elsewhere, or leave altogether. Your breaking point when you leave a verbally abusive partner is the moment you're forced to concede the situation is abusive -- but how do you know when enough is enough?
Spotting the Signs to Leave a Verbally Abusive Partner
One of the many questions we ask ourselves after a relationship with a verbally abusive partner ends is why we stuck around for so long, despite the obvious signs (Victims of Abuse May Be Too Good to Leave). For me, what's funny is that there were thousands of incidents that should have rung alarm bells during the two years I was with my ex-boyfriend, but I turned a blind eye to all of them. I chose, instead, to focus my attention on the times he was a nice guy and good to me.
But there were several early warning signs of abuse that told me the relationship was going nowhere good. The time he pushed me up against the door and threatened to hit me, for example. Or the night I spilled ketchup in his car and he drove me to the edge of a cliff and told me, "It's not cute or endearing when you make mistakes like that -- it's f**cking annoying and all it does is prove your selfishness, and that you don't care about me."
He told me if I didn't change my ways, he would leave me. He set impossible standards for me to meet and rules for me to follow, things he knew I would fail at so he would have reasons to berate me further. He told me I was flawed, that he deserved better than me. Again, I stuck faithfully by his side, convinced that I was to blame for his unhappiness.
It's not so much that I didn't know that he was in the wrong or what he was doing and saying was unfair. I did, but every time I tried to make my voice heard, he just talked me round in circles until finally, after hours and hours of having the same conversation over and over, I was forced to admit defeat. Sooner or later, I realized there was no point arguing with him. He was right. It was always, always my fault.
Leaving My Verbally Abusive Partner: My Breaking Point
One time was different, however. This was my personal breaking point.
We had officially broken up a few months before and I had worked hard to get my life back on track, to find somewhere else to live and move on. And I was succeeding. I felt happy and free; but for some reason, after he drove through the night to tell me he wanted to get back together, I responded willingly as the codependent love addict I was. He convinced me that he had changed and was willing to accept responsibility for his behavior. I went back to him without a second thought.
The first thing he did was to demand to know if I'd been with anyone else. Then he wanted to know why I'd colored my hair and was wearing new clothes. These should have been red flags that nothing had changed, but (sadly) I was just pleased he still cared enough to be jealous.
A few weeks later, we spent the evening at his apartment (previously our apartment) and I had just come from work and was hungry. He didn't offer to make me anything, so I raided the fridge (I still had some food in there.) and made myself some chips with garlic and parmesan as a late night snack.
That was when he erupted. I'll spare you the details of exactly how he responded to me making food for myself, but he was furious that I had used his "most expensive" cheese. He said if I wasn't utterly selfish and contemptuous, I would have used the "cheap cheddar" instead, which was all I deserved. This sparked hours of verbal abuse, during which he meticulously outlined all of my failings as a person and as a girlfriend, before telling me I'd ruined our relationship all over again. He made me feel like I was the abuser.
Breaking Points Tell Us What We Already Know -- We Need to Leave Our Verbally Abusive Partner
It sounds ridiculous because it was. I don't know why this was the breaking point for me and not the millions of other times he'd criticized, blackmailed, manipulated and gaslighted me, but all I could think while we had this tedious argument was that surely if you love someone as much as he claimed to love me, you'd want them to have all the expensive cheese in the world.
I'd have given him anything -- sold my soul to the devil if that would have made him happy. Yet he couldn't bear for me to have the smallest amount of luxury or comfort. He took personal offense to every move I made. I simply couldn't, and wouldn't, live like that any longer.
That was my experience, but everyone's breaking point is different (What's the Timeline to Leave an Abuser?).
If you're in this type of relationship, ask yourself this question: how bad does it need to get for you to leave your verbally abusive partner? What's your breaking point?
Smith, E. (2018, March 7). Leaving a Verbally Abusive Partner: What's the Breaking Point?, HealthyPlace. Retrieved on 2023, June 2 from https://www.healthyplace.com/blogs/verbalabuseinrelationships/2018/03/the-breaking-point-of-verbal-abuse
Author: Emma-Marie Smith
Wow, what a great summary. I know this is an old post but it is spot on and very similar to my experience with my soon to be ex wife. In my case, the patterns of verbal abuse charges screaming and shouting name calling started soon after we were married. This has escalated into bouts of physical conflict where she would throw punches and kicks. I’ve been married nearly 25 years and I can’t believe I put up with it for all this time. I guess I just kept focusing on the good times but it has been walking on egg shells.
There was a incident very similar to your experience with the cheese. I used to have an extremely long commute into a city about two hours each way. Every day I used to get a cup of coffee at this one boutique shop for $1.50. Well, one day she was going through the credit card bill and asked me what this $1. 50 charge was which I told her. She started screaming at the top of her lungs and berating me saying that she clips coupons to save 50 cents And here I was spending money coffee. How inconsiderate of me. Similarly, whenever I get a package from Amazon which contains some health supplements like fish oil, magnesium, CoQ10 – things recommended by my cardiologist – she at a minimum gives me a dirty look but and often times would just throw the package and say how do I even have time to go order stuff online when there’s so much to do around the house. I was making well over $300,000 a year, no debt, no kids, everything is paid off and have no money issues whatsoever and yet here she is flying off the handle for buying a couple of products or even a cup of coffee.
What I have put in perspective, through journaling these episodes over the years, is that people like this have profound mental health issues. And you are right, they would often gaslight and make it seem like we are the ones causing the problem. It always seemed strange to me that in all of the years she never once even apologized. When I used to bring it up about how horrible it made me feel and how wrong it was to fly off the handle on such small things, she would just laugh and say that I’m a baby or a mamas boy.
Well, after about half a dozen of such incidents over the last three months I put my foot down and made a promise to myself that if it happened again I would just end it. Sure enough couple of days ago she walked in the house and started berating and yelling at me because the dish towel was wet. This quickly escalated into a near physical altercation when I shouted back. That was it. I made some appointment with some lawyers, and I’ll be done with this mess. It’s going to cost me a bloody fortune but that’s a small price to pay for peace of mind and to get my life back.
Good luck to everyone going through such an ordeal but always remember you don’t deserve to be treated in a bad way by anyone especially not your spouse.