“A bad relationship is like standing on broken glass. If you stay, you will keep hurting. If you walk away, you will hurt but you will heal.” ~Autumn Kohler
It happens little by little, bit by bit. So very slowly that before you know it, you can’t recognize the person you lie next to at night and you hate the person you see staring back at you in the mirror.
Who is that person?
Where is the strong, capable, unflappable, and carefree person that you once were? When did you become someone so pathetic, so small and malleable?
I have never been the kind of girl who accepts bad behavior, let alone anything verging on abuse.
I believe in good manners, in kindness, in treating others as you wish to be treated. I also believe absolutely in apologizing when I get it wrong.
I don’t let my two little people get away with being rude, cheeky, or back-chatting a grown-up. So why did I let him treat me so appallingly? Why didn’t I stand up to him? Why didn’t I get out?
I have always left, you see. With all the significant relationships I’ve been in, I have always ended it.
I have always made that call. I’ve always run away when I couldn’t do it anymore, or cut my losses before I could get hurt.
I ended my engagement to my ex mere months before the “big day.” I called time on my first marriage, seven years after saying “I do,” when three straight years of trying hard to fix it had failed.
So why didn’t I leave him?
People think domestic violence has to involve fists, bruises, and physical pain. Well, I can now put my hand up and admit that I was abused—but he never laid a finger on me. It doesn’t make it any less painful or significant or wrong.
I am beginning to get comfortable owning what happened to me, but its effects have lasting consequences that I am aware of almost daily.
The more time I spend analyzing what he did, and his potential motivations, the less I feel I understand what our relationship was about, and the more blatant the abuse appears.
He controlled, manipulated, and systematically ignored me.
I wasn’t allowed answer the door to other men if my husband wasn’t in the house, nor was I allowed to speak to other men at the pool where we trained.
He loved my little skirts and dresses while he was wooing me, but as soon as he had me it was always, “I hope you’ve got appropriate knickers on wearing that” or, “you will keep your legs closed if you go out wearing that.”
When he thought I had overstepped some invisible, unfathomable, and constantly shifting line, he could look me straight in the eye and yet completely ignore me for three straight days, without skipping a beat.
Not a word would leave his mouth. For days on end. And for a girl who can talk the hind legs off a donkey, that is pretty much the worst kind of torture imaginable. I was invisible. I was nothing.
But it happens gradually, remember.
In the beginning, he built me up and showered me with words of love and affection. He placed me on a pedestal and worshipped me. I had never felt so precious to anyone before.
He made himself the very center of my universe, and made himself so large that he obliterated everyone and everything else. Little by little, increment by increment, my universe became so very small, and by degrees I became myopic, a mere shadow of the woman I once was.
In some ways, the hardest thing for me now is coming to terms with the fact that I didn’t have the nerve to get out.
I had irrationally made the decision to stay because I truly felt that it was the only choice I had.
I think I justify it by saying that it was the only thing I could do—for the sake of my children. They had already been through so much; I couldn’t damage them further.
And anyway, his behavior was only directed at me. Once he had me controlled, managed, and living in fear, it was was only ever about me; I perceived that my children were safe from any form of direct threat.
The decision to get out, to get free and safe, wasn’t a decision I ever had to make, or got the chance to make. By some weird twist in the way the universe works, I received the ultimate “get out of jail free” card. The abusive monster of a man to whom I had given three years of my life died.
He died suddenly and shockingly, and in doing so simultaneously set me free and inflicted his biggest, most significant controlling act.
Now, almost exactly one year later, I still feel immense and overwhelming relief that I am out of that place; that like a caterpillar trapped, bound and confined, I have been able to break free and spread my beautiful wings.
But I still feel some misplaced sense of shame that I didn’t get to make that call. That I didn’t put my big girl brave pants on and make that decision first, and for me.
Being in that relationship is, without question, the biggest and worst regret of my life, one that I will carry to my grave.
I wanted to write this for all the people who feel trapped, who feel like a watered down impression of the person they once were. For the people who don’t feel able to speak out and ask for help.
I know how that feels.
I know the shame and embarrassment that keeps your lips sealed, even around those who you trust and love the most.
Just because there are no physical marks doesn’t mean it isn’t abuse.
When you question yourself and you try to tell yourself that it’s really not that bad, that he or she loves you, really, but has just got a few issues to deal with, or worse still, that it’s your fault he or she treats you this way, trust your gut.
If they continually put you down, shut you out in an attempt to manipulate and control you, ignore your needs, threaten you in any way, call you “crazy” or “overly sensitive” when you dare to raise your worries, and/or blames you for their reactions, that is not love. It is abuse.
It’s easier somehow to make excuses, accept the blame (you will even start to believe it), but know that you could end up spending the rest of your days in an a broken and painful place—a relationship where you feel small, worthless, and lonely beyond words.
Somewhere in your gut, you likely know this is true.
Whether your inner voice is yelling at you, or just whispering to get out, you know. You know it’s not right and that you deserve so much more. You deserve to have the chance for your wings to be set free.
And I pray that you do.
About Thea Baker
Thea started her working life in Human Resources; however, life changed after having children! She relocated to Australia in 2010 and switched careers focusing on health, fitness, and wellbeing for women. She now runs a successful personal training and small group training business - Thea Baker Fitness - and works almost exclusively with pre and postnatal women.
Though I run this site, it is not mine. It's ours. It's not about me. It's about us. Your stories and your wisdom are just as meaningful as mine. 
Hi Thea,
Thank you for writing this article, it feels like my story. I have been gaslighted for 2.5 years by a girl who I thought was the best girl in the world. Just like your story, she showered me with love and affection and then little by little created a dependency in me. I started questioning my identity, my gut feelings. I was made to believe that I was insecure, jealous and a highly over sensitive guy who always misunderstood her words. I thought that I was losing my mind and damaging my relationship. I wanted to stay so badly in this psychological abusive relationship that I damaged my self esteem severely. When she found another victim, she decided to leave me.
The worst is I can’t expose her because everyone will think its the angry ex Bf. I can’t prove this trauma and its far worse than physical trauma as my recovery is so slow. I have been trying to recover from this abuse for last 4 months and its been so painful journey. I know what it feels like in that situation. I send you my compassion. I hope people will read this article and understand what emotional abuse is and its not just men that are abusers only, its women as well.
Great article, Thea. Thank you for sharing! I stayed in two emotionally abusive relationships: the first for 9 years and the second for 7 ~ it is so difficult to leave and I hope you can forgive yourself for not having made that choice. We all are doing the best we can at the time and hindsight is always 20/20! Learning to love ourselves is key … and that is a process; not always easy when the one we love is putting us down, telling us we’re crazy, etc. The thing that so many of us do is we beat ourselves up even more for staying when self-compassion is what is needed most. May your words and wisdom reach many!
I was married to a man for 24 years who abused me in this way. I probably never would have left, because I was afraid I would not be able to support myself and my three teenagers. I also thought that I would never have anyone love me again. Many years later, I am married to a man who is totally different than this, and I believe that #1 leaving me was the best thing that ever happened to me.
I always advise young people that if something in your gut tells you to leave, DO IT! Don’t wait 24 years.
Thank you for writing this. I’m still recovering from a relationship with a sociopath. He spent years grooming me for horrific psychological, emotional and sexual abuse. Part of getting out was accepting that these types of people exist. Whatever you want to call them: psychopaths, sociopaths, narcissists, they are people without empathy and that makes them dangerous and it’s NOT YOUR JOB to fix them. Abuse is abuse and just because you can’t see the bruises, doesn’t mean you haven’t been injured. There is hope. There is a way out. You are important and vital and deserve only the best.
Thank you for writing this. I’ve always taken pride in the fact that I’m a strong woman who doesn’t tolerate or allow others to treat me poorly, and would certainly NEVER allow a man to come into my life and treat me that way, but sadly, when I read your story, I was totally able to relate. However, my abuser isn’t some man in my life, my abuser is my own son. My 17 year old son, who I love unconditionally with all my heart, treats me horribly. To the point where I’ve had to cut him out of my life because after our last confrontation (this past weekend) I allowed him to make me feel so badly about myself, that for the first time in my life I felt so broken that I truly no longer wanted to be here anymore. I have NEVER experienced that kind of pain before. I feel lost, alone and like a complete failure as a mother, and I honestly don’t know what I ever did to deserve how horribly he treats me. So my question is… what do you do when it’s your own son abusing you? :'(
How do you leave when everyone else thinks he’s such a great guy, because he is social, caring and full of life outside. But only you know how he is at home, inside the four walls!
What happened to you happened exactly to my mother-in-law. Projecting a bubbling perfect image in an attempt to “protect” her kids and thinking staying in the relationship was her only option (was her 3rd marriage). Unfortunately she’s the one that died and near her last days her kids had to be shocked with learning that’s what their mom lived through all these years. She managed to hide it from both of her kids and all of her friends; only her siblings knew what took place but were made to seal their lips. In her last days, the siblings couldn’t take keeping things a secrecy any longer due to indecencies from the husband (eg. barely visited the hospital / hospice). Thank you for sharing your story.
The behaviors you described sounded like narcissistic personality disorder. I just recently had my first experience with someone who did the same thing. They first have an “idealization phase” (also called love bombing). This is when he was courting you, everything was amazing, etc. Then the critical comments start coming out. then they drop you, much like the ignoring you for days. It’s to exercise control. I’m sure if you read up on this, you’ll find many answers just like I did.
That’s the worst part. He took me to his office party one Christmas and I had to sit there and listen to all his co-workers tell me how wonderful and helpful he was. I wanted to puke.
“…his behavior was only directed at me. Once he had me controlled, managed, and living in fear, it was was only ever about me; I perceived that my children were safe from any form of direct threat.” That’s when it ended for me: when he started calling me names and ‘lecturing’ me in front of our child. That’s when I knew I had to leave. I did not want her to grow up thinking it was okay for men to treat women like that.
It’s 5 months now since I left a relationship exactly like this. What gave me the courage to leave? He stayed with and my family over Christmas and, for some reason, dropped his ‘perfect guy’ facade and started treating them with the same offensive and manipulative behaviour that I had been getting for over 2 years but no one else saw. He was trying to put a wedge between them and me (I had no other friendships left for him to alienate me from). Seeing how uncomfortable he made my family woke me up from the sort of trance I had been in for so long – even if I thought I deserved it, I knew with all my heart that they did not. It was suddenly the easiest decision I have ever made. Since then my life has been getting better with every single day. I am discovering myself again, realising I never really went away, just got put aside. My friends and family have welcomed me back with open arms, and I now have more love in my life than I ever could have dared hope for this time last year. The author is right about that ‘gut feeling’ – if it’s there, even just as a whisper, you should listen. Because it’s not wrong, YOU are not wrong. 🙂
Well done Susie – you are one strong woman and it warms my heart to know that you have a life full of love now. Thea xx.
Libby it’s amazing what we can do for our children…hoping you’re safe and happy and thank you for responding to my words. xx.
I’ve done lots of reading in the last year and it’s amazing how everything suddenly becomes clear when you understand some of what is going on…but at the time it’s all so confusing and scary. I just want to make sure others know that there are people out there like this, doing this and it’s so not ok. thank you for your words. xx.
That makes me so sad…what a wonderful woman your mother-in-law was…very brave to struggle on like that, and so hard for her children to get their heads around afterwards. I hope everyone is doing ok…xx.
It’s one thing I still really struggle with – especially as he has died and no one wants to talk about him in any negative way – people only ever remember him as the most wonderful, gentle soul which couldn’t be further from the truth. I’m still always very anxious that people won’t believe me or will hate me for saying these things about a dead man. But the truth is the truth, and I lived through it. I know. Thinking of you JS and Libby xx.
Thank you so much for sharing your story…I can only imagine the struggles and hurt you are going through right now. It’s not just women that go through this and I’m sorry you are suffering. Just be kind to yourself and know that one day this will be all be part of your past, it will help shape your future for sure but you are a stronger, wiser man now. Be strong. xx.
Oh Shannon so true!! It has to start with us..ourselves. Knowing and loving who we are at our core and building that back up…somehow ignoring the little voice that still speaks to us as our abuser did reminding us that we aren’t good enough. We are. And always will be. I hope you are healing and are in a happier place now. xx.
Learning to listen to your gut Nancy is the biggest and best lesson we can ever learn or help others to learn. I’m so happy that you’ve put that 24-years behind you and you are happily remarried. Thank you so much for your words. xx.
Thank you so much for your comments and advice fragglerock…being able to accept that there are people out there and they do what they do because it’s their flaw not because of anything I am or have done is a huge part of the healing. I have always considered myself to be strong and confident and could never have imagined that this could happen to me. It just happens. There are some not very nice people out there. That’s just the way it is. Thank you xx.
Oh Lolly…my heart is so sad for you. I work with mum’s every single day. Please know that this isn’t your fault…you haven’t made this happen, you haven’t failed as a mummy. I hope that you have some means to get help, someone to talk to about all this? I wish I could do something…sending big love xx.
Thank you so much, Thea! ❤️
Thank you Thea for writing this post. I, too, stayed in an abusive relationship for 23 years. When I first got involved with him, close friends and my gut told me that this was not a good relationship. I was on the rebound from a first, failed marriage and hated being alone, so I discounted my friends’ comments and my own gut feeling and dove into the relationship. There were good days/weeks and bad ones. 5 years in, after several miscarriages, I gave birth to our beautiful daughter. Fast forward to 18 years later. The relationship was hell. He had given up a very successful business to start a new business, it failed and with that went our life savings (including our daughter’s college fund). He tried to restart his old business but he had burned so many bridges, it never really took off. He began drinking more than ever. He always worked alone, kept the radio on for company but over the years he listened less and less to NPR and more and more to talk radio and esp. Rush Limbaugh. He got a gun license and began to buy guns through mail order. He was convinced that he needed them to defend his family. I tried to point out that if he was drunk, he could easily be disarmed and the intruder would then have a whole arsenal of weapons. That blew up in my face BIGTIME.
Our daughter had developed both an anxiety and an eating disorder and was wasting away. He insisted that she was being defiant and made her life hell. I felt helpless and scared. One night, he hit her (he had never done that before, though he had hit me numerous times) and began throwing the microwave, chairs, anything he could get his hands on. Something snapped, I grabbed my phone, she grabbed hers and and we ran out to the street. I called 911. The police came. They were wonderful. I explained that he had weapons and had a license for them. I thought for sure they would call a SWAT team but they didn’t. They calmly walked up with us to our apartment. The apartment was a mess-broken stuff everywhere. They asked if he had done this, he said yes. They asked if he had any guns, he said “no”. They asked me, I said “yes”. They asked me to show them the guns, two policemen went back to the bedroom with me. My husband had 2 automatic weapons and a rifle as well as hundreds of rounds of ammunition. They carried the guns and went back to the living room. They arrested him and took him away.
My daughter stood by me, knowing that I had no money, she said “My paycheck is yours.” So we were able to pay the rent and pay the bills. Both she and I have been in therapy for years, getting back on our feet but both of us feeling broken. I beat myself up for not having the courage to leave. I thought back to those many years when I convinced myself that if only I loved him enough, I could heal his brokenness and life would be good again.
A major breakthrough came the other day. My ex-husband now lives in Florida, my daughter and I live in the Northeast. She has tried to maintain a relationship with him, so they talk on the phone. Last time they talked, he lit into her something fierce. She was so shaken. It was awful. She had been researching “Narcissistic Personality Disorder”. She was reading a description of her father! All of a sudden the pieces of the puzzle fell into place. She told me about what she had read. I was sick, but I knew that she was right. He was like the wizard in the end scenes of the “Wizard of OZ”, the pathetic, sick man behind the curtain pulling the levers to keep the show going. I went to bed, I prayed for healing and guidance. In the days following, both she and I have talked, we feel like the weight has been lifted. He is a very sick man, who hurt us both. We are now free to pursue our healing.
My heart goes out to anyone who is living with abuse. Please don’t beat yourself up, you are not weak, you are not a coward; you do not deserve this abuse. If my story helps you, in any way, I am grateful. My heart and my prayers are with you.
I was in an abusive situation, and I had been planning to get away for over a year. I didn’t even know it was abuse, but negative toxic people can abuse you. If I made a mistake, it was because I was stupid. He made sure to put down my parents lest I try to get advice from them. I was constantly apologizing for ridiculous things…if I dropped a kernel of popcorn on the floor after eating it, if something wasn’t put away where he thought it should be. If I asked him to split the grocery bill he would make a scene at the cashiers. If I didn’t want to go out (and gave to pay for him) I was antisocial and had no friends. When I wanted to end the relationship, he owed me thousands of dollars. I had no money to move. I eventually left my job and moved in with my parents to get away. None of our friends understand what he put me through. I eventually took him to court and got half back of what he owed me. His cruelty still creeps into my consciousness. He never got me. But he didn’t have to. He abused me financially and emotionally. He tells everyone I was ‘crazy’ and that I am making it up. He always has someone to blame for his problems, and that is why I had to get away. I wasn’t going to let it be me.
That’s the hardest part. I know my abuser has been telling people what a crazy sick person I was. My closest friends know this is not true. But it’s hard, you want to be able to talk about it but you don’t want to be the ‘crazy’ bitter ex. My advice is find people you CAN talk to it about. I wrote about it in a forum that no one knew who I was. Eventually I will write about it publically, but I won’t use names. The worst part is having to be silent. That’s another part of the abuse. The fear to speak up. It’s very hard to navigate telling your story without sounding resentful.
I feel like I have been this way to my ex boyfriend, which left him to cheat on me. Please tell me are there any resources for emotional abusers who want to change? I am tired of treating people I love and who love me so badly. I don’t understand why I act this way.
Hi, I also married a narcissistic guy almost a year ago. He was so nice, loving and caring in the beginning but then the mask wore off.. He keeps talking about his last relationships and even showed me the pictures of his beloved ex having sex. And when I felt bad about it he got mad at mr and said u all women are the same and regretted trusting me.. He said he felt close enough to me and wanted to be more like friends than husband and wife.
He keeps blaming me and telling me I cant do things right. He also thinks I am so dirty and keeps accusing me of craving for having sex with every single guy that I happen to talk to or even look at.
He avoids having sex with me and tell me he already had much sex in his life and he’s tired of doing it or sometimes says he hates sex.. But then i find his shirts he masturbated into.. Ugh, i also love this guy oh so bad and i kinda have this masochistic personality.. So on one hand i enjoy it and on the other hand i know it’s not just right.. I don’t really know what to do.. I never fight back when he gets angry. All i do is to try to calm him down and tell him he’s the only one i love.. Then he mocks me and gets even more angry.. I just dont know how to overcome my masochistic side and leave, cause we all deserve a happy life.
Thanks for ur article. It was really helpful.
Yes, thank you! Recently I discovered Matt Kahn’s book, Whatever Arises, Love That: A Love Revolution That Begins with You –it really helps take the “idea” of loving ourselves into a practice and I highly recommend it! 😉
Much love and light!
You’ve really helped me make a decision writing what you’ve just done…I want to share this article on my work Facebook page but I’ve been really scared about what the fallout might be (lots of people I’m close to don’t know the full story) but you’re so right…that’s all part of the abuse, feeling that you have to stay silent. I’m not going to let that happen to me anymore. Thank you xx.
Reading your story has brought tears for me…I’m so sorry that you had to go through this. I consider you to be strong beyond words and an amazingly inspirational woman. xx.
Oh wow…it’s the hardest thing to say it to people. I’ve had one of my closest friends say to me, “oh but my husband is a complete arsehole to me sometimes, it doesn’t mean that he doesn’t love me.” It’s awful when they don’t, can’t or won’t understand…I just hang onto the fact that I know what he did to me, the hell that I lived in and that now I’m free. And so are you…well done wonderful lady xx.
You really are a brave woman for recognising this stuff in you…and for that you need a whole lot of hugs and love. That I think is probably the hardest and biggest step to getting help. I think that finding a good therapist would be a great place to start…insight and healing and learning and growing. You can do this. xx.
Oh Mia your words make me sad…I don’t want you to get hurt anymore. Please know that you are worth more…so much more. Please find someone you can confide in so you can find your way out…to be safe and happy. I know the cycle and believe me I know how hard it is that place you are in right now. Wishing you lots of love xx.
God bless you, Thea, writing out my story was an incredibly healing experience for me-thank you for giving me the opportunity to share it. My healing deepened when I read your article and the letters following it. Please feel free to share my story, (I left names out). I remember so clearly the feelings of shame and being alone. Perhaps someone reading it will realize that she/he is not alone.
I get what you’re saying here. People like that treat you as an accessory, if they pay any attention to you at all. Often they’re psycholigically abusive and manipulate people; even those who are close to them. They know how to get what they want, but if you’re smart you’ll beat them at their own game.
OMG Thea after reading your story I felt like you were talking about my husband! My wake up call was after having a burn out at 45yo after 22 years of marriage. My husband was very affectionate and loving and because of this, how he treated and spoke to me I could not see. But when I had a burn out and the roles reversed and it was time for him to be there for me, he turned on me. He made everything about himself and his life. He became angry and resentful towards me. And that’s when the crying started The first 3 years I kept crying thinking if this was the person I had married and then another 3 years (after telling him I wanted to leave) going through counselling. Which did not change him in any way. It was during my counselling sessions when I was asked to re-assess my marriage (because some spouses do not cope with illness) when realized I had given my power away and this had been going on for years. That’s when I also realized how alone I had felt in the marriage. And I allowed it. Why? Because being brought up in an ethnic family your job is to serve and do what you’re told. In other words you do not own your life, your husband does. I started to remember how many times he told me off for dinner being late 15mins.,not dressing to his standard, being told when I could speak when out with friends,where I was allowed to go. Even accusing me of having affairs with my practitioners and degrading my self worth if I ever spoke about other men. I broke down crying. I could not believe I had lost me,allowed this, and had been living for his happiness and life. And he made sure that I did! My final sign was when he told me I would never leave him because I wouldn’t do that to him. But 4 years ago I finally decided I could not live like this for the rest of my life and at the age of 51, I told him it was over. And I am doing it alone. My family have told me my marriage is my problem and my girlfriends chose to no longer keep in contact. I still live in the family home and doing classes to get back into the workforce, so I can earn an income to file for divorce. But today at 55 I will never ever go back to him and what I learned was I deserved better,deserve better and my life was too important to keep giving it away. No matter what!
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Thank you for writing this! I too believe he was a narcissist. Please do not be too hard on yourself. It is so easy to ultimately lose yourself in that situation. I know because I am 35 years in and am a mere shadow of my old self now. I have made the decision to leave this year but am now dealing with the details like finding housing and a window of time to leave when he is not around. Enjoy your freedom, you deserve it ❤️❤️
Hi Tazchick and Thea.
For everyone else. Yes, we guys get abused as well. I just ended a 6 year relationship with a woman i still care for. I am an Aquarius with a Moon in Libra. I’m a jovial, happy, carefree optimist. I no longer feel this way.
For 6 years it’s “always” been “my” fault. I could always “do” better. Why don’t i this, why don’t i that. Guilted, berated, criticized, badgered, constantly interrogated. On and on for 6 years.
Couple of years ago she physically rained hammerfists on my back because i was “ignoring” her feelings i.e. i was sick of her complaining about how i’m always in the wrong.
She’s a Capricorn. Always blaming everyone else for her condition. I don’t wanna go into a lengthy diatribe but in the end I became her. I became verbally and emotionally abusive. I don’t resent her or judge her or blame her. I realize she is who she is. But it still doesn’t mean i have to take it. I’m a 43 year old good looking, selfless, simple laid back guy. I don’t HAVE to put up with anything I don’t.
Tazchick, you truly want change? My opinion based on my experience: it would benefit you greatlly to seek out some aggressive counseling. That’s what MY therapist told her. Also, alot of it is your ego, your definitions and perspective on what is and how it should be. Learning to accept others without any bias etc. I could go on.
But really, you truly want to know? It is very simple. Learn to LOVE. Not “love” but “LOVE”.
Love for the sake of love. Not for your sake or anyone else’s.
To everyone else. I know the majority of abusers seem to be men, but sometimes it happens to us to.
I love you all. 🙂
Oh man….Yes. You get it. Thank you! Staying silent has got to be the worst part of the abuse. F*ck i want to cry from the relief i feel at reading that. Thank you so much. We know this inside but refuse to admit it. Seeing someone else expressing the same feeling just helps lift that burden. I feel so damn guilty talking about it. As if i am talking bad about my ex gf and betraying her.
I fully understand you, it is to bad that you had to go through such an insane situation. Most abusive narcissist will built you up, to a point were you can’t resist their charm and then try to control your every step. They will use your weakness against you to try to break you down. They criticize your very being. It is great that you are now moving past this. Keep reading about this, you are strong now and you’ll become so much stronger.
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Very wise words Thea Baker..
Thank you Stefany…its been really hard to find my voice and explain how it was for me. It feels like now I can finally move on and heal xx
Tamara I hope that you find peace and a way out and a new life. Thank you for your words, much love xx
rt…you really do deserve so much better…you are worth so much more. I do hope for happier times for you. Thank you for sharing your story xx
Thank you xx
Thank you Thea you words mean a lot to me.xo
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