I am a very recently divorced thirty-five-year-old man. My marriage of thirteen years, which had been teetering on the brink of collapse for years, finally came crashing down in December 2015. Since then, through counseling and spiritual direction, I have come to realize that I was married to an abusive person—a bully—who nearly succeeded to completely subverting my humanity and making me into little more than an instrument of her own aggrandizement. Somehow I made it out alive. Now I am trying to rediscover my voice. The blog is anonymous, names will be changed, but the stories are true.