
Abuse and trauma survivor - these are my stories in no particular order. Content warnings and triggers everywhere. Adult blog; 18+ only.
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B)
b)
“I haven’t received any messages from you since December 20.”
“You told me you blocked me, so I didn’t send you any.”
“Is he from out of town?”
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g)
“You know I did the best that I could. I just couldn’t take it anymore.”

A text message he sent me some time in 2016. I saved it in my notes as I switched phones in early 2017. I saved it at the time because it gave me hope that we would date again.
The blinds were always drawn
And the windows always closed. He told me he didn't like people looking in and up in his business. Really he needed some place to hurt me where no one would see or hear.
I need a breather
I was composing a post regarding him sending me snippits of an article ( generous term, since I seem to recall it being a reddit gem) entitled ”How to Know You’re Dating a Slut.” It’s as charming as it sounds from what I remember but details will have to wait for another post.
You see, I made a horrible, horrible mistake: I tried to search for the article. Like, by typing the title above into Google.
You should try it. Actually don’t; it’s horrible. The results you get are just.... ludicrous. I’m barely keeping myself from drowning in my own guilt and self loathing, and it was too much.
So that project above is on indefinite hiatus. The internet is an awful place. Who knew.
e)
“I keep hearing about those towels from my mom.”
“…you got…. everything.”
“I know.”
The xmas immediately before we separated his mother bought us towels ($100.00). We had grey and white - he used the white, I used the grey. So I took the grey ones with me when I left he kicked me out. He is stating that she’s lamenting the $40 of her xmas gift that I took with me.
When I say that he got everything, I mean he got everything: I walked away from the house that I contributed 50% to financially, all of our furniture, dishes, kitchen utensils, soap dishes, bed sheets, groceries and our joint account. He got all of it.
And he’s saying this as though I should be writing a cheque to keep the peace between he and his mother - as if I owe him that.