20/08/2024
Familiar?
I'm independent, feeling free. I met someone whoās incredible. Heās older, heās smart, and he treats me like a lady. He tells me that Iām beautiful, wise; he loves my outlook on life. I know I donāt have to think it but, hypothetically, if he hit me, I would leave him.
He treats me so much better than Iāve ever been treated before. He really notices me, he compliments me, heās texting me constantly. Heās mature, heās smarter, and he would never hurt me. He never would, but of course, if he hit me, I would leave him.
We connect on a level thatās hard to describe. He really gets me, he wants the same things in life. For the first time I feel completely understood. Iām feeling full of hope and excitement, he says he is too! He feels the same way as I do! It couldnāt possibly happen, not in a million years, but if a man hit me, I would leave him.
He says he loves me! Thatās a bit quick. Wants to move in together? Weāve only been dating one month. But now, Iāve offended him, what am I doing? I may never find another soul mate like him. Ok, Iāll do it, I love you too. He wonāt hit me, but if he did, I would leave him.
Living together, he seems a bit distant, I wonder whatās wrong. I try to make him feel better, but nothingās working. I try all the things he usually likes; make the house spotless, cook a nice meal, try and talk to him and show him I care. But he wonāt open up; maybe Iāve done something, but what? We were so good before, Iāll try and make this work, but of course, if he hit me, Iād leave him.
Things have changed, when did that happen? He gets so angry, his eyes seem possessed. Shouting and raging like Iāve never seen before. And then heās so cold, not just distant, but silent. Sometimes for days he will ignore my existence. I beg him to forgive me, but Iām not sure what for. Suddenly things are ok again, I see the old him. If I just stop messing up he will stop getting mad. But, if he hits me, I will leave him.
Itās so sweet how Iām so naive, he says. I guess itās true, heās smarter than me. I want to meet up with friends but he tells me heās hurt. Donāt I ever think about how it makes him feel, he says. He has no friends nearby but I want to meet up with mine, he says. I guess itās true, Iām selfish too. I say sorry and stay at home watching TV in silence with him. Still, if he hits me, I think I will leave him.
Weāre moving. He will feel less stressed living near his family again. I ask if itās ok to meet up with friends before we leave. Are you sure thatās a good idea, he says. He points out how I abandoned my friends when we started dating and my friends are probably mad. Heās right! Iāve been a terrible friend! I wonāt text them. Iām so lucky he loves me with all of my flaws. If he hit me, I guess I would leave him.
Weāve moved away now. I feel so alone. He works long hours. I feel less tense when heās not home but I miss him terribly and Iām waiting on him. I hear the key in the lock. Iām excited but my anxiety rises because I donāt know what mood he will be in. He seems ok, I try to cuddle on the sofa, but he tuts and says heās tired and Iām needy. I feel hollow and I long for his love. If he hit me, I guess I might leave him.
His friends are over. I like it when his friends are here because he is more affectionate towards me. He tells them heās proud of me. They say how we are such a great couple, when will we get married? I see that look in his eye and when his friends leave, WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT? I panic, maybe he will leave me this time, and I feel utter despair. If he hit me, Iām not sure Iād leave him.
We plan a daytrip, we donāt have them often. I try to get everything right from the start so that things go smoothly. Heās annoyed because I take too long to get out of the house, but I think itās ok. But thereās traffic and I begin to get anxious. He starts to drive really close to the cars, surely he knows I hate that, but I dare not say anything. He SHOUTS and SWEARS and my heart sinks, Iām in trouble now. Just try to be invisible, not to make it worse. If he hit me, I donāt know if Iād leave him.
Itās been like this a while now. He says that Iām too sensitive. If I donāt like him how he is, he says I can leave, I know where the door is. He says he wouldnāt try and stop me. But Iāve got nowhere to go, and Iām worth nothing. He is nice to me sometimes, maybe often, it all seems a blur. I canāt make sense of it anymore. Maybe I am too sensitive, itās probably me. If he hit me, I donāt think Iād leave him.
Something big has happened, the rages seem to get bigger. He started throwing things because I make him so angry. He says he will call the police if I touch his things, or he will hurt me if I donāt listen. Heās been telling lies, I see that now. Lies about money, his life and me. I feel numb. I feel like Iām broken. If he hit me, the pain would at least make sense, but he hasnāt and thatās not the reason Iām leaving.
I left him. I feel stripped down, beaten, exhausted, lost, but I escaped and for that I feel free. But my mind remains imprisoned, I have suffered trauma, and itās a long journey to recovery. Was it abuse? I tell them it was. Well, what did he do? they ask. I explain, but what am I really explaining, it doesnāt sound like much when my pain is so engulfing. Well, they say, it doesnāt sound great, but at least he didnāt hit you.
- Emma Rose Byham