I was for awhile. She had a real damned good way of making me forget or re-frame the abuse. Then there were the arguments. Then the snide comments and insults in public. I was so scared to get away. I knew I'd have to give up a good job, and I knew she would go ballistic and smear me once I was gone. Once she did those things, it demonstrated to me (finally) that she didn't feel love for me. I was a possession to her.

It's been a couple years of no contact and I still have nightmares occasionally.