people behind closed doors and it’s not a safe or healthy position to be in. i will always keep my mind open the best i can to the people they end up cutting off or no longer being friends with. but i will never be open to being near or around them again.

in survival mode. i needed to be away from my abusers circle. i won’t be surprised if someone reaches out to me with the same exact shit i went through with them. but again, they also may never treat another person like they treated me. i know what type of person they are. i know how they treat

have my own without them talking shit or getting jealous. the one person who didn’t immediately cut me off told me they needed space and time to process my side of things then turned around and was immediately making plans with them. i was abandoned. i was abused. i was manipulated. i was

they are not a safe person and will do this again to somebody. they will hurt another person the way they hurt me, they will degrade another person the way they degraded me. i lost all of my friends because of them manipulating the story to them. yes i only had friends through them as i couldn’t

they felt about me. i just wanted to pack so i could eventually get all my shit moved. after they came back up to the door because the music wasn’t working and started screaming again i had to call my dad to come sit with me so i could pack more and then go to the place i was living.

back to our apartment so i could move out they harassed me, yelling at me through my door, calling me names, saying everything they could under the sun to get me to go out there. once they got tired of yelling they played music through their speaker outside of my door that was speaking true to how

take a med that would help, they got a kitten who had medical problems and left the kittens shit dry and eat up the carpet. my cat was old and missing the litter box, their kitten kept going on that spot which i did my best to clean up with the little time i had to move out. when it came to me going

when they started questioning me on everything. i was going through a rough financial patch, and put a l on them that i wish i didnt, but i also got tired of being the nice guy to them. i stayed up with them for multiple nights in a row until about 4-5 am when i worked at 7 because they refuse to

put me through so much trauma over the span of 6 years and didn’t let me have friends unless they were THEIR friends. i couldn’t have a partner because they would manipulate me into thinking that the person didn’t really care for me. the one time i did stick with a partner they didn’t like, was

“you look too much like a ____ to change your name” “a different name would just look weird on you” they never kept the place we lived in clean. i would clean it and by the time they went to bed the living room/kitchen would be trashed again. they could not communicate in a healthy manner. they

want to reconnect. that is my fault. i have grown a lot since then and i deserve to have a second chance. i will continue to respect their wishes as they want though. i’m so tired of people not being able to have empathy towards me.

just how about the ex they knew about and helped me get out. now they are basically off the hook on a journey to healing themselves after we begged them to heal themselves while we were together but they couldn’t be bothered to even try until we broke things off completely