this happened a few years ago but is still affecting my life today, but not as badly as it used to. i went out with my boyfriend and at this time i was having a hard time: i dropped out of uni, worked only 2 days a week so was largely bored and unoccupied during the week, didnt know where my life was going, was being bullied by my bf's ex constantly and had family troubles due to my mother's mental illness. now any bf might either leave their gf in this situation or be supportive, but for some reason the guy i was with decided to turn me into his own experiment and guinea pig..
he would tell me i wasnt normal, that i was "mentally ill", that sorta thing. i ended up going on anti depressants. simple things like his ex shouting "slut" at me down the street would obviously make me upset, and when I would tell him, instead of being supportive he would tell me i was "wrong" to react that way, and that any "Normal" person wouldnt be upset by things like that. now any other person who was stronger than me wouldve told him to f--k off, but i was in a very weak state and obviously easy to manipulate hence why he chose to do it. i endured this for a year and a half until i finally left him and found someone else. but i was still damaged by his words. he would tell me that everyone hated me and that i couldnt make friends because of "the way i am". he would diagnose me, he said I apparently have "paranoid personality disorder"... now, having been to the doctors and to see a psychiatrist many a time, they have repeatedly told me I do not suffer from anything, at a time in my life i was depressed, but i do not have depression (this was the period when we dated, unsurprisingly..).
after i broke up with him he was really hurt by this (i dont really understand why, because if you really did love someone, why would you manipulate them into going on medication etc?) and he decided to take revenge. him and i were able to be friends again (huge mistake) and he continued to manipulate me. he would lie saying my friends had said i was mentally ill, resulting in me asking them about it, causing them to be angry and upset at me for accusing them of saying these things when they obviously hadnt, but i believed he had no reason to lie and that they mustve. so i drove my friends away. i didnt have the capacity to realise he was lying and that yes of course people who claim to "love" you will lie to you. his constant calling me mentally ill and saying everyone hated me became a self fulfilling prophecy: i ruined all my friendships and my new relationships and was left alone with no one, whilst he smiled and knew his plan had worked and he couldnt be blamed for it because id done it all myself.
now that ive not spoken to him (but he still hangs about with my, now ex, friends and no doubt continues to make me look bad to them and continues to ruin my life) i still feel that somehow i question people and myself, i think if my reactions to people being nasty, say calling me ugly or whatever, if that making me sad is an "abnormal" response. i still question if im 'sane' sometimes, when i feel down.
im trying to move on with my life and change my thinking process but i feel he still effects it. ive been to counseling etc and it has helped.but i worry the labels he applied to me wont ever be removed :/