Physical & Emotional Abuse Support Group
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The man I love was the one who picked me up from the floor and wiped my tears away while I was crying over a bad thing that had happened to me.
The man I love was the same who would make me cry while blaming me for being unfaithful out of obsessive, paranoid jealousy.
The man I love was the one who would drive hundreds of miles to get me another car when mine was in the shop.
The man I love was the one who threatened to leave me and started packing his bags everytime things didn't go his way.
The man I love was the same who went to every doctor's appointment with me when I had a problem with my leg.
The man I love was the same that threatened to kill me if he ever saw me with another guy.
The man I love would always bring me breakfast in bed on Saturday morning.
The man I love was the same that called me a retard.
The man I love was the one who picked me up twice when I almost fainted from low BP and held me in his arms, sprinkling water on my face until I felt better, saying "my love, my love".
The man I love was the same that called me a w****
The man I love was the same who drove in a rainy night to bring me an aspirin.
The man I love was the same who said I was a neurotic.
The man I love was the one who would hug me every single night while I fell asleep in his arms.
The man I love was caught once sending flirty messages to other girls online.
The man I love would massage my feet at the end of the day when I felt tired.
This is the man I love. The best and the worst I have found in a man.
This is the man I love. The same man who has made me feel incredibly happy and incredibly sad.
This is the man I love.
I am anxious to get to the day when I can say "That was the man I LOVED."
Just venting.
The man I love was the same who would make me cry while blaming me for being unfaithful out of obsessive, paranoid jealousy.
The man I love was the one who would drive hundreds of miles to get me another car when mine was in the shop.
The man I love was the one who threatened to leave me and started packing his bags everytime things didn't go his way.
The man I love was the same who went to every doctor's appointment with me when I had a problem with my leg.
The man I love was the same that threatened to kill me if he ever saw me with another guy.
The man I love would always bring me breakfast in bed on Saturday morning.
The man I love was the same that called me a retard.
The man I love was the one who picked me up twice when I almost fainted from low BP and held me in his arms, sprinkling water on my face until I felt better, saying "my love, my love".
The man I love was the same that called me a w****
The man I love was the same who drove in a rainy night to bring me an aspirin.
The man I love was the same who said I was a neurotic.
The man I love was the one who would hug me every single night while I fell asleep in his arms.
The man I love was caught once sending flirty messages to other girls online.
The man I love would massage my feet at the end of the day when I felt tired.
This is the man I love. The best and the worst I have found in a man.
This is the man I love. The same man who has made me feel incredibly happy and incredibly sad.
This is the man I love.
I am anxious to get to the day when I can say "That was the man I LOVED."
Just venting.
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I gave my 2 week notice last Friday 13th. Now to join you fine people in a life of leisure and nothing else to do but to look out for myself....is it just me or does that sound pretty boring? My goal was to live to retire and I guess having to take early retirement because of health reasons wasn't exactly the way I had planned things. I just can't stay in that building that is reeking mildew...
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I'm trying to exercise daily. I was doing fairly well until I sprained my ankle 2 weeks ago but now I'm getting back on the horse. Today I walked over a mile with my arm weights that are about 22lbs total. I was out of shape and it was hard on my arms. I also did my 30 situps. I'm also going to drink a lot of water and try to eat healthy. I do tend to have a sweet tooth but I'm cutting...
there is a song by mariah carey called H.A.T.E.U. its good, makes me wanna cry...sorry not tryin to make you cry, but i feel u on this post.
Hugs!
The truth is that these men come as a package. And for me, the good is not worth the bad. Especially since, as time goes on, the good diminishes and the bad increases.
Stay safe, and take good care of yourself.
LivinaDream makes a good point, the good diminishes and the bad increases. SO TRUE.