Life Lessons/Relationships
I’m Thankful For The Lessons My Abusive Ex Taught Me
“The beautiful thing about learning is that no one can take it away from you.” — B.B. King
Occasionally, my mind wanders to dark and negative spaces thinking about how a significant chunk of my 20s was spent in a relationship with my abusive ex.
All of those youthful years full of potential and promise where I could have been exploring the world and discovering new things were spent fighting with a raging drug addict who abused me mentally, physically, and emotionally.
What a waste, I often think to myself. I could have spent my time back then with people who had themselves together and who might have treated me with some dignity and compassion.
Instead, I chose to spend my time with someone who went from one chaotic life choice to the next — and who frequently terrified me with his explosive anger to the point where I thought he might kill me.
It’s difficult to look back on the unfortunate missteps of our youth and wonder what we were thinking — or if we were even thinking at all.
