How We Know Your Love Story Won’t Last Forever
I wish I knew happy endings were overrated.
He was a fantastic gentleman when we first met. We were soul mates.
He’s been waiting for me his whole life, so he showered me with love and affection. I enjoyed the attention, at least for what it’s worth. He was everything I wanted in a man, hot, artistic, jovial, and very confident in himself.
Everything was nice and rosy at the beginning. Things started to go downhill when he got fired from his job so we had to rely on my paycheck as the only source of income.
When he got a job at a pharmaceutical store, his attitude changed, he went from being the carefree supportive man I knew to a demanding asshole.
He was always in a bad mood. Every single day after work. He’d constantly harp and complain about how hard his life was and would berate me for earning more than he did.
Then the devaluation began. The abuse started slowly with belittling and passive-aggressive comments. Before I knew it, my world was entangled with his.
It can be very confusing to know you are being abused, but once you take a step back and have an honest look at what’s happening, it’s not hard to see their true colors.
