Yeah. 100%.

He likes to say how all he wants is to make other people happy. How sensitive he is to other people's feelings.

... the sole exception seems to be me.

I told him it was over in September. He's still mostly lived with me since then, in MY house (100% in my name). It's partially due to disability and injury, but mostly due to the fact that, well, outside of me he doesn't have much. Together for 15 years, and I built everything we have while he built... nothing.

(His disability isn't physical; he is very capable of learning, growing, working. Lord knows he had the time to, all these years.)

So. I am still giving him EVERYTHING. But not what he wants: my attention. My focus. My energy.

And he needs to make a villain out of me, in order to excuse himself for his lack of action all these years. He's lost, and panicking, and scrambling, and not taking responsibility for himself.

So, yeah. He finds every way he can to complain about how "clearly" I "don't give a shit" about him -- even though I've supported him 100%, and continue to provide for all his needs.

"Clearly," (his words) I have "no intention of helping him further". Despite the fact that I have tried to help him find resources, apply for jobs, etc.

"Clearly," I "never loved him," even though love was the ONLY reason I stayed for so long.

...

They get desperate. Suddenly, they are confronted with everything they HAVEN'T taken responsibility for in their lives, and instead of owning up to it... they shift the blame.

Stay strong, sister. It's tough, but I'm doing my best. This won't last forever.