So, this is what it's like, to be a victim of an emotional abuse.
You're dreading the time you're interacting with him.
You're stressful anticipating what kind of hurtful words he will utter.
You're afraid of making mistakes.
Your heart beats so fast and your mind just can't stop wandering.
You feel numb and suddenly you lose appetite.
You said to yourself all the time, "this isn't about me. this is about him".
But oooh how hard it is to feel that way...
Your confidence is crumbled and you think you are useless.
You think you deserve to be called anything he labels on you.
You wonder if you are the one who should change so he will be pleased.
Deep down you know, he can never be pleased.
There is always something wrong. Everything is not enough.
How words are sharper than knife is true.
Words can hurt...... Words can kill.......
You're dreading the time you're interacting with him.
You're stressful anticipating what kind of hurtful words he will utter.
You're afraid of making mistakes.
Your heart beats so fast and your mind just can't stop wandering.
You feel numb and suddenly you lose appetite.
You said to yourself all the time, "this isn't about me. this is about him".
But oooh how hard it is to feel that way...
Your confidence is crumbled and you think you are useless.
You think you deserve to be called anything he labels on you.
You wonder if you are the one who should change so he will be pleased.
Deep down you know, he can never be pleased.
There is always something wrong. Everything is not enough.
How words are sharper than knife is true.
Words can hurt...... Words can kill.......
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