Daniel McCartney
Nov 5, 2015 · 1 min read

A great friend of mine, after too many months of recurrent abuse, took her therapist’s advice and dispatched her belittling mind-twiddler thus:

When he stopped by again, to remind me that I’m worthless, that I’m lucky to be with him, and that I’ll be forever unhappy without him; I looked him square in the eyes and very slowly, I named him: “I see you. I know your game. Fuck you.”

Daniel McCartney

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software dev, once lawyer, sometimes scholar - founder @scoutdotfm (ne @SubcastHQ). ex @Medium, @Grubhub, http://dmccartney.com

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