Love is the opposite of control. When someone wants to control what you have to think, what you have to believe, what you have to wear, every aspect in your life, insults you, think the worst from you without basement, just because it’s in his head, doesn’t love you or respect you.
There’s no a space for understanding and communication. You are the guilty one, the evil...no matter what you can say. It’s only a solo on his part. A solo that on one side makes you feel very tiny, frustrated and on another side, you little by little, end up feeling in the opposite pole, so far and detached.