I must be defective.
That was the only explanation I could think of for his behavior. Why did he act so loving one moment and then rip me to shreds the next? Why did he tell me I was talented and wonderful and then scream at me that I was contemptible and the cause of all his problems? If he loved me as much as he said he did, why did I feel so manipulated and powerless? And how could someone so intelligent and educated sometimes act so completely irrational?
Holy crap!!! The introduction of this is so close to what I’ve experienced with Peter, it’s frightening.
My goodness, just those few lines of the book let me know that he is textbook in so much of what is happening right now. Although I will no longer have to walk on eggshells, since he is gone, if there is ever a time that I will have to deal with him in the future, I am certain this book will provide some guidance on exactly how to save myself from thinking I have lost my mind.
