He Made Me Crazy
Language: en
Everyone called Julian the perfect husband. For ten years of marriage, I suffered my "episodes" almost every year. Even when I drew blood from him, he'd still hold me gently, soothing me with soft words. Even when I was hauled away to a psych ward, he still smiled sweetly. "Sarah, don't be afraid. We're all here to help you." It wasn't until I found my hidden PhD diploma in psychology that I knew. My illness was never a diagnosis. It was his creation. 1 My head felt like it had been hit by a sledgehammer, and my stomach churned in protest. I heard Julian's voice, anxious and choked…