He tells me what I spend my day doing.
He makes me cancel on friends, and cancel appointments.
He decides whether I can read a book, or listen to music.
He gives me false hope; lets me think that I can achieve
an unprecedented step forward, then pulls me back down to his level.
He tells me what I can eat and drink.
He's indecisive, sometimes he lets me do something then changes his mind midway.
He plays tricks on me, and punishes me when I read his mood incorrectly.
He makes me feel sick in the same day that he let me be happy.
He makes me feel weak when inside I know I'm strong.
He controls how long I sleep, or if I'm allowed to sleep at all.
He makes me feel pain for no reason.
He makes me afraid of what will happen if I defy him.
He knows I dream of leaving him, and reminds me that I'm foolish for doing so.
by Rachel Miles
3 comments:
Kall meg dum, men jeg fatter ennå ikke hvordan 3x4 timer kurs kan kurere noe som PP selv sier (også) er en fysisk sykdom som ligger i det nevrologiske, endokrine og immunologiske...
http://rutt-thisisme.blogspot.com/2009/04/etter-ha-sett-intervjuet-som-ligger-hos.html
Rutt
Jeg blir rett og slett uvel av å se på dette her. Det er nok psykisk. Jeg tror jeg må endre mitt negative adferdsmønster, og slutte å se på mannen. Resten av det som feiler meg er det verre med. Det kureres nok ikke like greit nei.
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