My ex-husband was less of an utter cockbag about it than this guy, but the dynamic became extremely similar (didn't like my friends, didn't make friends of his own, didn't want to go out and do things together, wasn't keen on me having people over, didn't care what I shared about "people he didn't know"), and I was absolutely climbing the walls, because I'm an extrovert who loves to dance and explore and travel and try new restaurants and be around people.

(There was something of a bait-and-switch situation, he was a lot more social before we moved in together.)

And this, cats and kittens, became a primary motivator behind our divorce.

(We stayed friends until his death, he was a genuinely awesome guy in many respects, but he was absolutely *crushing* me with the antisocial behavior and insistence that spending time together was the only social interaction we needed.)

I hope this poor woman gets out while she can!