She made me feel, made me believe, that I was the abusive one. "Why are you always on the phone?" "Can you please just spend time with just me?" "I'm not comfortable with your friends." "I don't think you are a good person around him." "You are treating me like crap." "You are my wife. … Continue reading Insanity
I can't, I can't where did the air go, I'm trying, sucking for oxygen I know, I know it's here, it's here just have to get it into my lungs. God they burn, my chest, hurts, like the strain of running but I'm standing, actually swaying. Hands on knees, I remember being told once hands … Continue reading Enclosing Darkness
I sent Amanda an email trying to explain what Alex's abuse meant. You once told me, that you and I had different ideas of what abuse meant. But I don't have an idea of what it is. I have a definition. I have a reflection. Scars, and constant tears, and begging strangers paid to listen … Continue reading Absolute Fear
My ex wrote me an apology letter. Or something. I don't know what I can call it. I was just going to post it here and rant about everything she put in it, but I'm not going to. Not yet. Now is not the time, because her story isn't this story. This is my story. … Continue reading What To Do With An Apology Letter That Doesn’t Apologize?