Husband #2 restrained everything and everyone in an unnerving way. That was a heavy game-playing scheme he manipulated. I was endlessly walking on eggshells. Continuous waiting for the next bullshit motive he would materialize with to smash me. I still can’t get the why I remained as long as I did and existed in such a tragic, dismal existence! Perhaps that’s what I’m still working on is acceptance and keep moving forward.

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